In my previous life, I was merely a supporting character, highlighting Damon’s deep love for another woman. Tragically, my story unfolded with devastating consequences, leaving my family in ruins and my life shattered. Upon my rebirth, I chose to adopt a carefree attitude, ignoring the situation and waiting for Damon to ask for a divorce. But something peculiar happened. The man who used to disappear for weeks suddenly started showing up every few days. “Do you think there will come a time when you’ll want me to disappear?” I queried. “Do not indulge in fantasies.” he retorted, “We’ll continue to torment each other until the end.” I sighed, as a reincarnated soul, confident that his destined soulmate would soon cross his path. Finally, he encountered her, and I believed freedom was within my grasp. Yet, he quietly…
That was the start of the cold war between Damon and me. From that day forward, we didn't have any contact for two bloody months.
During the peak of summer, the air was filled with heatwaves, but that was nothing compared to Damon's passion for Ariel. I constantly saw pictures of them getting all cuddly on the internet. Like that time when Damon bought an island for Ariel and named it after her. Or when Ariel would often deliver homemade lunches to Damon at the Coleman Co. Building. Their interactions were increasingly couple- like, all mushy and lovey-dovey.
My feelings, on the other hand, went from jealous rage to a sort of numbness.
My friends, especially Luna, were utterly bamboozled.