The Betrayed Heiress's Second Comeback Chapter 2: Ch 2- Second Chance

My consciousness faded in and out as I tried to focus, but the pain was too much. All I could do at that mont was concentrate on what was being said around .

But even then, I could not understand most of what was being said. But I did catch small pieces of information here and there in between.

"Oh god-! What if she’s dead? Did I kill her-?"

"Calm down, Karl. It will be fine. You don’t recall what happened, right? Maybe she killed herself?"

"B-But that wound."

"Leave it to . I will call for a doctor."

Then my consciousness faded out. The next ti I felt conscious, another conversation was taking place. I could still not open my eyes, but I could hear the details... a little.

"Diagnose her death as suicide. We can use that."

"Miss, are you sure-?"

"I am paying you for it, right? Then just do as I ask you to."

"Fine, but I won’t kill her. You will have to find soone to end her yourself."

"Don’t worry, I can take care of that. Just allow to prepare her body for the funeral."

That voice... sounded like Rose’s. But it was too far away to be able to tell properly. The other person must have agreed to whatever she told him.

There was a third person in the mix as well now, and it was all starting to hurt my head.

Before I could wake up, I was given another dose of dicine, and I lost consciousness.

The next ti I woke, it felt suffocating. Breathing was hard but doable. There was silence around ... until I heard soone pushing sothing apart.

"Oh my-! So you did survive that. I have to comnd your drive to live. Unfortunately, your life is not going to get any better from here on, Miss. You should brace yourself because the next ti you wake up, you won’t be your own self."

"But don’t worry. I have prepared a new na and a new identity for you. You shall take the place of your distant relative-Jenna Lorance, who’s already dead. She looked just like you, so it will be easy as well."

"And one last thing. If you can hear , then don’t be alard when you wake up and see that your face is not... exactly the sa. I can’t profit off you if you still look exactly the sa. We need to sell the illusion that you are a different person with a similar face, after all...I hope you enjoy your new life Jenna Lorance."

The voice told , and I remained asleep... until I felt myself waking up one day.

I had no idea how long I had been sleeping or why I woke up. I just knew that I was in an unfamiliar place.

Pain was a familiar companion to , and when accompanied by fatigue, it felt like ho. The searing pain in my head was gone, but the bone-deep exhaustion I felt in my body was familiar and welcoming.

However, that was the only familiar thing I found when I opened my eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a room filled with white. The curtains were white, the walls were white, and even my bed was white.

There was so much white that it was beginning to hurt my eyes. It was not a color I was particularly fond of either.

"Oh my-! So you are finally awake? Good. I need you to give a number to call right now. We need soone to co and fill out forms for you and pay up your dical bill as well."

A female dressed like a nurse told as she stepped into the room. She was wearing white as well, but her darker complexion made blink.

I looked down at myself before connecting the dots together.

"Oh, sorry-! Am I in a hospital?"

I asked, and my voice sounded different than how I was used to hearing it. But I chalked it up to dicine in my system.

The nurse gave a look filled with pity before she helped up.

"Oh dear-! It seems that the impact on your head was much worse than we expected. You might have developed partial amnesia. Don’t worry. We will do everything in our power to help you out... as long as you pay your bill."

However, my phone was nowhere to be found.

The female nurse did not look happy to see that, and she let out a sigh.

"Miss, we already checked your record and you have no money. Since that was the case, we had no choice but to take out a loan in your na. You already had so debt with these people, so they are coming to take you away for paynt now."

The nurse told , and my head spun.

’What is going on? Am I in so nightmare or so? What debt...?’

I wanted to ask, but then my eyes fell on the mirror on the other side of the room and I took a look at myself.

My body looked much thinner and fragile compared to before, my hair had lost its shine, and my face looked mostly the sa with so... slight adjustnts. My nose was a little higher compared to before, but it made just enough difference for people with a sharp eye to think I was soone else.

I suddenly recalled what I had heard in my sleep, and my head hurt.

The nurse gave a sad smile full of regret.

"I am sorry, Miss. I would have done anything else if I could. But this is the only choice we are left with. I hope you understand..."

She told seconds before soone knocked at the door. A rough man entered and looked at .

"So, that’s the girl with the debt? She sure has a... remarkable face. I am sure she will perform just fine."

The man told the nurse, and I had a feeling I was in trouble. I thrashed to get away as soon as that man touched my arm, but the man had a solid grip on .

"Miss, you better stop struggling if you want to live. You will have to pay up your debt to us either way. So either sell yourself alive, or we will do it once you are dead and in pieces."

The man told , and I cald down a little.

As much as I wanted to protest and cause a scene, I felt like it would be better for to still be alive to do all that first.

"Listen here, Jenna Lorance... wow-! Talk about a coincidence. Anyway, you are here to pay off your debt. You will be sold to anyone who is willing to pay for you. And don’t even think about running away, because if you die, no one would be responsible for you. Do you understand?"

Those were the last words I heard before I was given sothing to knock unconscious and dragged away.

The next ti I opened my eyes, I was in another new place, and this ti, it was the auction hall.