Zosia: Quick Transmigration System
Chapter 122 - 120- New Arc

Opening her eyes, Zosia was met with a handsome young man, around the age of 25. Though, his facial expression wasn't anything welcoming. It even seemed like he was holding a grudge — a hatred to be more precise.

"Let's break up." The young man coldly said.

Zosia's eyebrow twitched at the absurd situation.

Closing her eyes and opening it, she realized that this was another reality that she had to face.

"Let's talk about this later. Don't be brash." Zosia said in her usual airy voice, further irking the already irritated young man.

The young man's jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing as he took a step closer. "There's nothing to discuss, Auriel. I'm done with this—done with you." His voice trembled with a mix of frustration and pent-up anger, as if he had rehearsed this moment countless times in his mind.

"So her name is Auriel." Zosia thought inwardly.

Zosia tilted her head slightly, her expression remaining calm, almost detached. "You're upset, I get it. But rushing to end things won't solve anything. Take a moment to cool down, and then—"

Zosia didn't really understand what was going on and she still needed to calm down to receive the memories of the original host.

If she happened to be disturbed halfway, it would also affect the transmission of the memories.

"Don't patronize me!" He cut her off, his voice rising. "This isn't just a phase or some misunderstanding. I've seen it. You're not the person I thought you were." His gaze flickered with a hint of something darker, a secret he had unearthed, and Zosia could feel the shift in the atmosphere.

A faint smirk tugged at the corner of her lips. "And what exactly have you seen, hmm? What do you think you know about me?" Her voice was laced with a subtle challenge, daring him to continue.

"You know what... Let's both calm down, I am tired." Zosia said as she wanted to leave and find a quiet place.

Zosia's words seemed to have triggered him, to the extent of raising his hand to slap her, though, stopping midway in his action.

Zosia's gaze sharpened at the hand hovering in the air. The sharpened look slowly disappeared, replaced by a lazy look in her eyes.

"What? Do you want to slap me?" she murmured, her tone calm but with an edge that could cut glass.

The young man's hand trembled before it slowly lowered, his expression a storm of emotions.

"You're impossible," he muttered, stepping back as if the distance could help him regain some semblance of control.

"You act like nothing matters, like I'm the one overreacting here. But I understand, it's because I am the only one in love here."

Zosia felt a faint headache throb at her temples, she hated appearing in situations like this.

She couldn't help but criticize the original owner. Why couldn't she clean up her mess before she appeared.

Feeling a bout of headache coming and wanting to entangle herself out of the situation, she turned to look around the environment and noticed that she was currently in a school environment.

"Let's just talk later and maybe in a better place, than this."

"Tsk.." the young man sneered, "No need to worry, I just came to tell you that we are done and no need to return all I have spent on you. I will take it as a wasted investment."

Zosia's eyebrow arched at his words, a glimmer of amusement sparking in her eyes.

"Wasted investment, huh?" She echoed, as if tasting the bitterness in his tone.

"Well, if that's how you want to see it, I won't argue." Her indifference only seemed to fuel his anger further.

"You really don't care, do you?" he spat, fists clenching at his sides. "I gave you everything, and you just—"

Zosia didn't know what else to do about the situation. She couldn't help but wonder, if the original host was a cheat to elicit such emotions from the young man. Or has she perhaps done worse?

Zosia looked around and noticed that some public eyes were already beginning to look in their direction, with some indecipherable whispers floating into her ears.

The young man seeing how Zosia kept looking around, finally composed himself and took a deep breath.

"Fine," he said, voice colder than before. "Stay in your little bubble of indifference. But don't come crawling back when reality hits you, Auriel."

With that, he turned sharply on his heel and walked away, his footsteps echoing down the corridor as if punctuating the finality of his words.

Zosia watched him go, her expression remaining unperturbed, but inside, a small wave of relief washed over her.

The tension in the air began to dissipate, giving her the opportunity she desperately needed.

Looking at the young man who was about to enter his car, Zosia briefly used analyze on him, but didn't take a look at result. She planned to do that when she was alone.

The moment his car zoomed off, Auriel's friends who had been watching the situation from a distance, walked up to her.

"Did you two quarrel again?" A blonde haired girl among the group asked.

Zosia blinked at the approaching group, her gaze settling on the girl who had spoken. She appeared genuinely concerned, her brow furrowed and voice laced with sympathy.

Zosia remained silent for a moment, gauging the dynamics of this new reality and testing how far she could stretch her act.

"Something like that," she replied nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders as if it were of no consequence. "It's nothing to worry about."

The girl exchanged a look with another friend beside her, a tall boy whose gaze was heavy with suspicion.

Another girl in the group spoke up, "How about you go apologize to him, you have always made him to be the one to apologize, it doesn't seem right."

Zosia glanced at the girl, picking up some information from her words.

Another girl with black wavy hair, who was standing beside Zosia couldn't help but say upon hearing their words; "So, what if he is the one always apologizing, do you expect Auriel to apologize to him... About what?" Her tone wasn't anything good.

Zosia glanced at the girl who said that, noting the fake smile and envy beneath her eyes.

Turning back to the blonde haired girl, she said, "I will but currently, I just don't feel alright. Please excuse me, I would like to leave."

Luckily a cab approached the school gate, allowing Zosia to hail a cab and leave.

Upon entering the cab, She closed her eyes briefly, focusing inward. The memories of the original Auriel were beginning to seep in, trickling into her consciousness like fragments of a broken mirror slowly coming together.

Faces, places, and emotions swirled around her mind, painting a picture that was still incomplete.

From the original host's memories, she could sum up her life story as a lady from riches to rags.

The young man was none other than her boyfriend — her childhood friend, someone she had grown up with and fell in love with.

In the host's memory, the blonde haired girl was the only one among her friends that seemed to care or that really cared, the rest were just facades.

But, she still hung out with them due to the flattery and worship she received.

The host boyfriend and the host were the total opposite, it was surprising how long they dated, despite the differences.

Zosia could tell that it would have been a nice relationship, if the host had been willing to put in as much effort as the young man put in.

Finally understanding why the boyfriend chose to break up, or so she thought. She decided to delve deep into the host background.

The host and the daughter of the Queens family were exchanged during birth by Auriel's birth mother.

She didn't know that the Nanny was her birth mother either, until she found some things left by the Nanny after her death and understood that she was not the Queens daughter.

Aware of her soon looming status, she decided to find the real daughter of the Queens and kill her, so that her position would still be in place.

She had just found the real daughter, after some behind the scenes, she was able to bring the girl to her university.

She thought it would be easier to get the deal done with her being so close, but things end up going awry.

From the host's memories, it was later in life that she found out, that her friend who happened to be the black haired girl had wanted to get close to her brother and seeing how her brother and Kerry looked so alike, she decided to carry out a DNA test using her brother's hair.

Her friend could have hidden the result but since she had been envious of Auriel and wanting to see her break down, she sent the result to Auriel's brother.

But, she wasn't aware of another result that was sent to her parents and the words that had been said to make her parents suddenly hate her.

All she knew was that, the moment she got to the house on the 3rd which happens to be today. She found her stuff thrown out of the house.

"Where are you going girl?" The voice of the cab man made Zosia remember that she hadn't given him an address.

"Telong Housing Estate." She said before sinking back to the original host memories.

Just like today, she and her boyfriend had broken up and she decided to come back to the house earlier, ditching her plans with her friends to go painting.

Only for her to realize that her status was no longer the same.

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