The Unheard Heiress: Reborn as his little jewel
Chapter 2; Isolde (Liora)
It hurts. My head was ringing with sharp noises and my ears itched. I couldn't move my body, and all I could feel was pain.
I could feel my heart beat slowly…as slow as ever but wait…
My heart is beating!?
"When will my daughter wake up? She has been asleep for four days?" A woman's anxious voice cut through the air
"Calm down ma'am. The test result showed that she'll be awake soon, anytime from now and all you need to do is calm down" a male voice replied to her
My eyes suddenly snapped open.
I was momentarily stunned by the sharp smell of disinfectant. My eyes darted around the room- it's clearly a hospital packed with medical equipment.
I pinched my thigh hard in disbelief. The sharp jolt of pain that coursed through me was clear enough to tell me that this isn't a dream- but how?
My hands balled into a tight fist and my nails dug into my finger. Something feels weird…something weird is going on but I can't yet mark it out
"Liora! Liora! You're awake!" The woman's voice trembled with joy as she grabbed my hand tightly, her kind face overcome with emotion
I stared at the woman in total shock.
I can hear her? That's totally strange to me, I looked at her weirdly
"Liora? Doctor" she called immediately
I looked at the woman and the doctor, and I'm still in shock that I could hear...the accident might have fixed me, right? I tried talking…I should at least give it a try
"Who are you?" I asked shakily
The woman froze, then said gently, "Liora, I'm your mother"
I frowned even deeper. Liora? Why is this woman talking to me? This name isn't mine…I'm Isolde. I instantly grew alert, my guard shot up and my eyes looked at her frantically
"What…what are you talking about? I'm Isolde, the eldest daughter of the Shawn family. Who are you exactly? My mother died a long time ago." I asked, I could feel the sharpness and harshness in my own voice but I don't care right now.
Nervous, Leah Taylor looked at the doctor and he nodded.
The doctor gave an explanation that a head injury during the accident had caused a concussion, with temporary memory loss and confusion expected. I was just staring in confusion
After hearing the explanation, the woman calmed herself and tried explaining, "Liora, the doctor said the crash affected your memory. You might be mixing up times or names, but it'll pass. You're Liora Venzel, the daughter of Rafael and Leah Taylor, also the wife of Theron Venzel. I'm Leah, your mother. As for Isolde…no one knew Shawn had another daughter apart from Evelyn, heard she was crushed by a truck and she fell off the bridge. Didn't make it."
I sat frozen, my mind in total uproar and chaos.
I am…Liora?
Isolde…died yesterday?
What the hell is happening right now? Is someone messing with her brain? It's definitely not a dream so what is going on?
She can suddenly hear and talk. And now she's Liora and Isolde died? She married?
"…I…I'm kind of tired right now, can you please leave me alone for a while?" I said, my voice barely above a whisper, my head is still trying to process the whole thing
I watched as Leah walked out of the room after giving me a peck and a comforting nod, immediately she left I jumped out of the bed and removed the IV from my hand, I rushed into the bathroom
I stood in front of the mirror and stared at my reflection…Liora's reflection, I traced my fingers on the face staring back at me.
It's beautiful but completely foreign. Her skin still looked a bit pale and sickly, but her facial features…long, sleek eyebrows, deep star-like eyes, a straight nose, and plump pink lips that curved slightly at the corners.
This is not my face. Not even close.
I stood in silence for a few seconds, then a smile spread across my lips…the dark and sinister one
The image of my dad, stepmother, and stepsister flashed in my mind, and I gripped the basin hard. I'm not going to forgive them. I'll make sure to pay them back in their own coin because the moment he threw me out of those gates and went for his wife, he had severed the ties between us and all the good things that tied us together.
All that is left of those ties is evilness…revenge…and pain
"Eheh…Mr Shawn, Veronica, Evelyn, you guys never saw this coming, eh? It's like a plot twist in a fictional novel, but it's damn real." I held my new face with both hands as tears pooled in the corner of my eyes. I reeled back on how much I had suffered, and my heart shattered. My tears ran down my cheeks, and I suddenly burst into laughter…high and shaky, filled with rage, grief, and something almost close to strange relief
I don't care at this rate whether it's possession or reincarnation or even some shamanic act. I don't care what you want to call it.
The universe handed me this second shot with this new body, new face, and new environment- the universe gave me everything to avenge those who were cruel to me and pay them back in their own coin
I was given this opportunity to enjoy and do things I couldn't do as Isolde Shawn. I'll drag them to hell as Liora Venzel!