Chapter1: The girl who reincarnated.
Of all the pessimistic and gruesome scenarios she made up in her spare time, being thrown out of a window was somehow not how she imagined her demise.
She grew up alone, and struggled since she could remember. First in the orphanage, then at school, and later when she had to scrap by on her own. She always felt choked as if she was about to drown the moment she let her guard down.
She still remembered the first time she erred to the side of the law, it was so easy to steal, to hide and go unnoticed. Unfortunately, the easier it was, the harder it became to leave such a life behind. She knew that, sooner or later, she would have to pay back what she owed. All it took was one mistake.
Her thoughts were in chaos. She faintly wondered if falling to her death was supposed to take so long, then she hit the ground. An ungodly pain ran throughout her body. Unfortunately, she didn't die on impact nor did she lose consciousness, and for whatever reason she recalled a passage she once read: Death by Defenestration.
The spine-chilling image of a young woman with broken limbs laughing hysterically in a pool of her own blood would go to haunt the thoughts of the killer watching from above and the unlucky passers-by for a long time.
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The newly christened Lucy Ferdinand was enjoying her new life as a baby.
Her new family was great . She absolutely loved her new mom and dad. They gave her the parental love she never had in her last life.
Her mom, Louise, was a cute young women, not much older than she had been. Sporting jet black hair and soft features. She gave off a motherly feel. She had to wonder at first how much her love of her new family stemmed from the instinct of her baby body ,but she finally decided that she didn't care. She'd been given a new life, a new opportunity to live and be happy and she was going to take it.
Her father on the other hand looked like a jaded soldier. Tall, bald and with impressively squinty eyes. The first time he laid his eyes on her she couldn't even scream, she just froze. But it only took for him to gently hold her in his arms and call her name for her to relax . Boris Ferdinand as she had come to learn his name was a florist, who alongside her mom owned a small store in the city of Congleton.
Being a baby was both a freeing and an exhausting experience. It took her quiet a few months to realise she reincarnated in the past. Of course , she was thrilled. So many things she could do once she's a bit grown up. So much future knowledge she could abuse. It took her days of mad planning and crazy delusions to come to the conclusion that her future plans would depend of on a series of question she could not answer .
The existential crisis hit her like a truck. For a while she lived in a daze, which worried her parents to no end . It was not until her first birthday that she managed to pull herself together. It was no time to think about things she could do nothing about, she decided to live happily this life and by god she was going to be happy. She always believed that the basis to a happy life is a happy childhood , and the first step to a happy childhood is the appetising chocolate cake that everybody was not touching and just singing happy birthday around. So for the first time in her new toddler life she took a step on her mothers lap and launched herself on to the cake with an epic cry.
The laughter that filled their dinner table that night was always going to be a moment she would treasure with all her heart.