REBORN TO RUIN YOU NOVEL - Chapter 20

The Night the Stars Told Me the Truth About My Own Heart by Marila Onyx Fenward 20 Summary In this chapter, Vivi is confronted by Margaret, who questions the strange and unsettling things Vivi has been saying about her mother Elena and the dreams she's been having. Margaret's demeanor is sharp and probing, revealing a hidden intensity beneath her seemingly innocent facade. Vivi struggles to recall the fragmented memories from her dreams, which seem connected to her mother's secret research, but finds it difficult to piece them together.

Margaret insists on the importance of these memories and urges Vivi to rest and undergo therapy, arranging for Pastor Williams to visit her, which Vivi resists, feeling misunderstood and angry. The tension escalates as Margaret reveals that Vivi is under supervised care and cannot leave, locking her in the childhood bedroom. Vivi feels trapped and panicked, protesting that she is not mentally ill but simply furious at the betrayals she has uncovered.

Despite Margaret's insistence that Vivi is delusional and inventing enemies, Vivi knows otherwise but cannot reveal the truth she holds-memories from a life that has not yet occurred. Locked inside, Vivi searches for a way to escape and eventually manages to open the window, using bedsheets to fashion a rope to climb down to the garden below. Once outside, Vivi is free but vulnerable, dressed only in silk pajamas and without any resources. As she tries to figure out her next move, she hears approaching vehicles and hides, recognizing Kieran among the arrivals.

The presence of Kieran and Juliette, moving together toward the house, confirms Vivi's worst fears: Kieran is indeed going to marry Juliette after all. This revelation deepens Vivi's sense of betrayal and isolation, highlighting the emotional and interpersonal conflicts that drive the chapter's tension. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below Chapter 20 Marry Her After All Margaret's gaze was fixed on my face, sharp and searching, as if she were trying to unravel a complicated riddle. "Vivi, where did that come from?

Why would you say something like that?" she asked, her voice laced with confusion and concern. I shrugged, feeling a bit lost myself. "I don't really know. Lately, my mind's been full of strange thoughts... maybe dreams. I'm sorry." "Dreams about your mother? About Elena?" she pressed, the name slipping from her lips with a casualness that made my skin crawl. There was something unsettling about how easily she said my birth mother's name-too casual, too rehearsed. The innocence on her face was a mask, and I couldn't help but think, Oh Margaret, you'd win awards worldwide for that performance.