All Chapters of Once More, My Love: I Am Reborn Pretty.: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Aria’s POV A WEEK LATER I push the thoughts of what had happened with Susan and decided to move on with my plans. Both my parents hadn't called or visited so I wasn't bothered so much about them. Caleb had gotten even more and more suspicious and sometimes, I woke up to find him watching me from my door with a creepy look in his eyes. “Talk about being fucked up.” I mutter to myself as I waited for the makeup artist. I took in a deep breath as I told myself to calm down and observe Maira converse with the guests. She had this aura which shone around her and made people gravitate towards her. She was so excited about the shoot as well. It was for ‘Rouge’ after all and she spent all week sitting and planning while I kept hitting the gym to keep healthy and fit. Soon enough, the stylists were done and I was placed in the “Denim” category. The photographer for the shoot, Julia Ray was known for her dislike for models like “me”. Apparently, in this life, I had the reputation of being a

Aria’s POV“Why do you keep pushing me?” I shot back. “You know they make nothing better and seriously? Checking in on me now? I had an accident weeks ago.”“Because I worry about you!” Caleb’s voice softened a bit. “You think I want to lose them due to your recent crazy acts?”Crazy acts? What the fuck? He thought I was crazy?!I took a deep breath and counted to three… Fuck, it wasn't working! I threw my hands up, not wanting to listen. “I don’t want to talk about this, Caleb! Just drop it!”Caleb looked hurt, his shoulders slumping. “Fine. But you can’t ignore them forever.”I turned away, every part of me pushing him out. “Whatever,” I muttered, feeling guilt sting in my chest. I didn’t want to hurt him, but facing my parents felt impossible.I went to the kitchen and immediately, my phone rang. The same caller ID from the creep yesterday.“Hello?” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.“Is this Aria?” a smooth, deep voice replied.“Yes, who’s this?” I asked, my pulse quickening.

Aria’s POVI took a seat on the couch, picking at the hem of my shirt while I waited. The seconds felt like minutes, each ticking second bringing me closer to the inevitable conversation with my parents.Caleb returned from the kitchen, holding a snack in his hands. “You alright?” he asked, concern returning.“Yeah, just… waiting,” I replied, glancing at the clock. The hands seemed to crawl forward, slowing down time intentionally.“Want some chips?” he offered, holding the bag out to me.I shook my head. “No thanks. I’m not hungry.”“Suit yourself,” he said, plopping down next to me. “I guess I’ll grab the popcorn for when the fireworks start.”“Very funny,” I said, leaning back and trying to relax. “It’ll be more like a funeral than a fireworks show.”He looked at me and smiled.“You're seeming more and more of old you these days.”That remark made me rethink. I was crazy for even thinking I could get along with this bastard. I turned to face the door and after what felt like an ete

Aria’s POV>>>>>>I burst through the front door of the company, anger boiling in my chest. The argument with my parents replayed in my mind, their words sharp and controlling. “You need to focus on your future, Aria,” my mother had said, her tone laced with disappointment. “You can’t go around chasing dreams that aren’t practical.”“I’m not a child anymore!” I had shouted back. “I’m going to be an actress, and you can’t stop me!” But they hadn’t heard me. They were too wrapped up in their fears and expectations.Feeling the heat of frustration welling up inside me, I grabbed my car keys and stormed out. The driveway felt too confining, the air thick with expectations I had no intention of meeting today. I climbed into my car, cranked up the radio, and drove off, leaving the memories of parental lectures behind. My destination was Lion and Co Industries, the entertainment agency that had taken me on as a client but today I had to go through the process on my own as it was Maira’s day

Aria’s POV“Wake up!” I screamed, clenching my fists. “I need to wake up!”Suddenly, a blinding light engulfed me, illuminating the darkness. I shielded my eyes, heart racing, desperate to escape the nightmare.And then, with a gasp, I jolted awake, breathing heavily in the waiting room. The room was quiet, the morning sun streaming through the curtains. Reality flooded back, but the weight of the dream lingered like a shadow, refusing to let go.“Aria?” Maira’s voice sounded from the door of the changing room.I jolted awake, realizing I was finally awake. Thank heavens. I looked around, panic flooding my chest. Had I been asleep long? Just then, the door swung open, and a group of people walked in, their faces focused and serious.“Miss Aria?” one of them called gently.“Are you ready?”“Yes, yes I am.” I replied with a smile>>>>Aria stood backstage, her heart racing. Today was her chance to play Elara, a role she had dreamed of since she was a little girl. The theater was packed,