Borrowed groom reborn bride

Sophie tried calling Hudson over and over again but it all went to voicemail. She sent him messages but no reply.

Her frustration boiled over. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Freya—her sister—had no right to take what was hers! Hudson was hers, her fiancé, the one she had claimed for herself.

In a fit of desperation, Sophie stormed out of the house and drove straight to Lane Construction company.

“I need to see Hudson Lane! Now!” she barked at the receptionist. “It’s urgent!”

The young woman looked uneasy. “I’m sorry, Ms. Sophie, but Mr. Lane isn’t seeing anyone right now.”

“I don’t care! I will see him. He’s my fiancé!” Sophie snapped, her voice rising. “I won’t leave until I see him!”

The receptionist pressed a button under her desk. “Security, please escort Ms. Sophie out.”

Sophie’s face turned red with fury. “You can’t—he has to see me! I—”

Two security guards stepped forward, gently but firmly taking her by the arms. “Please, Ms. Sophie, you have to leave.”

Sophie struggled, but it was no use. She was escorted out of the building, her heels clacking angrily as she stomped back to her car. Her chest heaved with rage.

This isn’t over, she seethed. Nothing’s over until I get what’s mine.

Back at the John residence, Sophie called a family meeting, storming into the living room with Freya calmly seated on the sofa, her posture composed, hands folded neatly.

“I want them divorced!” Sophie barked, pointing at Freya. “Hudson and Freya! They need to get divorced immediately!”

Freya’s voice was calm, almost chilling in its steadiness. “No. I’m not going to get divorced. I’m already married to Hudson. That’s final.”

Sophie’s hands shook with rage. “You—you can’t do this! You promised! You can’t—he’s mine!”

Freya met her gaze evenly. “He was mine in the first place, I only took back what you owe me”.

“Owe you?” Sophie scoffed

“Yes…Owe me” She unfolded her arms and placed them on her thighs “ An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth…Chad for Hudson”

Sophie screamed in disbelief “ Mom…Dad??”

“That's enough Sophie” their father said “ You knew you were engaged to Hudson but you still went ahead to start a relationship with another man…worse still your sister's. Imagine if the Lane family had found out…it would have said badly of us”

Sophie sobbed, she looked at their mom expecting her help but Mrs John shook her head, she wasn't in support of what Sophie had done.

“I also won’t be giving up my shares or the CEO position. If you want them, you’ll have to earn them.” Freya voiced.

Sophie’s face twisted in disbelief. “Earn them? What do you mean ‘earn them’? You gave everything to me before! I can’t believe you’re doing this. How dare you go against me?”

Their mother, seated on the sofa, gasped softly. “Freya…are you okay? You seem so different from your usual self”

“I’ve changed mom,” Freya said simply, her tone unwavering. “I won’t give away what belongs to me. Not my shares, not my position, and certainly not Hudson. If Sophie wants any of it, she’ll have to work for it herself.”

Sophie’s voice rose, cracking with desperation and fury. “This isn’t fair! You can’t go back on your word! You promised me those shares! You promised!”

Her father’s expression was tight, frustrated but calm. “Sophie… there’s nothing we can do. Freya has every right to her position, and Hudson… there’s nothing we can do about him either.”

Sophie whirled toward him, rage and panic colliding in her expression. “Nothing you can do? Do you even hear yourselves?! This isn’t how it’s supposed to happen! Freya! I—”

Freya rose, walking towards Sophie. Sophie stepped back instinctively.

“It's all my fault little sis” Freya said tucking Sophie's black hair behind her ears, just as Sophie had done before she pushed her off the roof . “I spoilt you too much and you ended up like this…but you don't have to worry” she leaned in closer and whispered in Sophie's ear “ I am going to correct that”. Then Freya walked up the stairs and to her room.

Sophie stood in that spot for a moment, her chest heaving, eyes wild with anger and disbelief. She looked to their parents, searching for support, but their expressions were unreadable,quiet, resigned, and a little fearful of the new Freya.

“This isn’t over,” Sophie hissed, her voice trembling. “It’s not over.”

Freya smiled from up the stairs, Sophie's world would crash and burn to the ground