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Rebirth of the Hated Character

With every move of her hands and every batting of her lashes, Selene was able to captivate the world with her delicate beauty. She was the "Queen of Showbiz," the beloved of the Castillo family, unlike Keira, the ugly duckling of the family. It didn't matter the context or truth behind the issue, Keira was to be blamed by everyone. "Selene can do no wrong! How can such a delicate, fragile thing think ill of someone? It must be Keira who is making up lies!" "How dare you cause your sister to become sick! Receive your punishment!" Such words were a norm for Keira. The place she called home was Hell's Gate, and the people she called family were poisonous demons. Her life was filled with blame and abuse hurled by her sister's supporters. She was schemed against, attacked, and ruined to the point of no return. The last nine months of her life were the worst. Her insomnia had developed into Sporadic Fatal Insomnia, causing her to lose weight as she suffered consistent sleepless nights. At the age of 23, Keira Castillo passed away alone in her dingy apartment. Her final moments were filled with dread as she begged and prayed to whichever god was listening. "If only I had one more chance..." To her delight, she had regressed to when she was 18. 'The man you love? I'm taking him. The title 'Queen of Showbiz'? That's also mine. Everything you gained from stepping all over me, I will take. My dear Selene, I will play you in the palms of my hands and live my life the way I was supposed to.'

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Riding a Bike

"I will keep it damp if you want to carve into it or need to add extra stuff." The owner was as red as a tomato when they told her they were done. Her eyes kept looking away, and she could barely maintain eye contact with the two good-looking people.

"No, just let it dry and fire it," Austin said, fake coughing a few times to clear the awkwardness that they caused.

"Yes, I'll…um…I'll text or call when it's ready to be colored." Her hands nervously twirled her clothes. She glanced at Keira before quickly looking away. "You can wash your hands over there."

There were two sinks in the corner of the room, one for washing off clay and another for washing everything else.

"Thank you." Keira smiled and nodded. She walked over to the sink, about to wash her hands when Austin stood by her.