Transmigrated Into A Billionaire

　　"Hey," familar feminine light voice called upon her, something about the airy texture and the melody in which she spoke, brought her chills….the good kind of chills.

　　Her surroundings were a combination of everything and nothing, she couldn't make out anything except the lamp post and side street chair she was sitting on.

　　"Who's out there?," Rachel called out into the nothingness around her, her voice bounced backed to her like she was in a room of infinite possibilities.

　　"Rachel," the angelic voice called out to her only this time she appeared, that's when it all clicked, the airy voice, the melody, the breathiness of the voice, it was Araceli.

　　"OMG," Rachel cried out in awe but still remained where she was no matter how hard she tried to stand up.

　　"For some fucked up reason I can't stand up to hug you," Rachel said as tears streamed down her face, she wiped them away quickly still looking at Araceli like she was a burning bush and she was not worthy of her presence.

　　"It's ok,"

　　"I'm sorry I syphoned you like this, I just wanted to check up on you,"

　　"How have you been doing?," Araceli asked, as she sat down gracefully beside her.

　　"I don't know honestly,"

　　"I'm close to revealing what Alice and Xander have been up to but I don't want to do it,"

　　"I don't want them to just take it at once, I want to emotionally torture them like they did to you," Rachel explained to Araceli but all Araceli had was a gentle smiling, she was still wearing the cloths that she had on the day she died, the first time they met.

　　"I trust you to make the right decision, honestly, I just wanteed to thank you," Araceli said taking Rachel's hands in hers.

　　"How have you been?" Rachel asked starring at their hands intertwined with each other, it felt so real she could trace the lines of her palm, she found it hard to believe the person behind her is no more.

　　"Well as you can see, I'm in a better place," Araceli replied, pointing at their surrounding but all

　　Rachel could see was just everything and nothing, she knew the darkness she was looking at held memories but she couldn't stand up to explore because she knew she didn't belong, she didn't belong here.

　　"I'm guessing this used to be your favorite spot when you were alive," Rachel asked starring at the road in front of them that lead to nothing.

　　"Yes, how did you know?," Araceli asked her.

　　"My grandma used to tell us that when we die, we create a place just like earth, and it would hold our favorite place and memories," Rachel said wiping off another tears, she could hear a faint song playing in the background.

is this song from my world or yours?," Rachel asked as she keened her ears to here more but the music kept drifting in the night air and few of the melody

　　"Oh,"

is my favorite song," Araceli said with a smile shaking her head, afterlife

　　"What's the name?," Rachel asked

　"Heaven by

peace when I started facing all those troubles alone." "I have to go now, your mom is

said but Araceli was no longer them and she

　　"OMG, darling were you crying?," Mrs Garcia said as she started think she underrated how hurt her daughter was, she hugged her tight

　　"Mom I'm not crying, what are you talking about,"

she don't remember crying before she slept except….except when she cried in the dream and it felt so real, maybe she

　　"Mom,"

a sad dream," Rachel tried

I swear on our name I will fight this with the Millers alright, I promise"

　　"Mom it's okay

　"It's actually what

hasty decision about the Millers, let me handle this alright." Rachel said smiling, but Mrs Garcia only looked at

the one that sits on a rocking chair,"

Garcia said drawing

　　"Mommm," Rachel

are getting skinny, you need flesh to put on a good fight," Mrs

thing Mrs Garcia was right about was definitely her messed up eating routine, throughout yesterday, all she had was donuts

really go to the kitchen unconsciously, no no no, the food called upon her and directed the path before her, she couldn't even understand what her nostrils was picking up and she wanted all of it in her mouth, but having a dirty mind like hers, she throught about a certain long rigid meat and shaked

by greeting her good morning, she meant throwing a fried bacon her way before he was

today?," Mrs Garcia asked her, as she swayed around

　"Honestly, I want

so called model cheeks filled up before the end of this week,"

　　"Mommm,"

you know if your nona saw how you were, she would

　　"Mom I'm like sixty three kilogram already,"

　　"You want me to be over weight then?," Rachel asked "Not necessarily," Mrs

eat enough alright, we don't have all this money for nothing," Mrs Garcia said pointing

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