Rayne's emerald green eyes stared back at her in the mirror. Even her eyelashes seemed to have gotten longer! She was radiating beauty, which was only enhanced with her bright smile!
Having gotten another incredible surprise, Rayne was in a great mood. Humming softly she carefully entered the bathtub. The warm water felt incredible, and soon she found herself fully relaxed.
She took her time washing and scrubbing every part of her body and hair. About 30 minutes later Nurse Judy knocked on the door. "Ms. Weston, how are you fairing? Do you need anything?".
"Ah, no, no! I am doing great! I'll be out in a few minutes!", exclaimed Rayne from the bathtub. She was enjoying herself so much she lost track of time.
While bathing, Rayne didn't forget to store the bar of soap and bottle of shampoo in her system. She noticed that storing the two new items was a lot easier than before. She also never experienced the headache that she normally got when storing an item in the system.
Rayne finished up in the bath and slowly got out to dry herself. She put on the hospital-issued t-shirt and shorts and sat down in the wheelchair. Her muscles were still very stiff and walking was difficult and painful.
She called in Nurse Judy when she was ready and they set off back to her room.
When they got back to the hospital room Rayne noticed the dinner tray was already waiting for her on the small side table. Her eyes lit up when she noticed there was a small baked potato on the plate and a small cup of fresh fruit.
Rayne thanked Nurse Judy and waited until she left the room before touching the food. She wasn't going to let this opportunity go to waste and put both items in the system before taking them out to eat.
She was in a great mood which gave her a big appetite. She ate the small baked potato and two cups of fruit, thanking the system for the extra portion.
The next day Nurse Judy came by with news that physical therapy would start later that day and that this was the final step in her recovery. Once the physical therapy ended, Rayne would be able to get discharged from the hospital. Nurse Judy also mentioned that an administrative nurse would be visiting her soon to get some paperwork in order.
With all of the recent changes and discoveries, Rayne completely forgot to check her phone since waking up. Having some time to herself, she reached out and grabbed her phone which was still plugged into the charger.
She was expecting hundreds of messages, but looking at her phone she only saw a few messages from her bank confirming money transfers from her account. She quickly logged into her bank app and saw that she only had a little over 3,000 dollars left in her account. She looked through the transaction history and saw that there were all regular transfers made out of her account to a different one.
Rayne quickly tapped the screen on her phone to see additional information about the transfers. When she saw the account number the money was transferred to her hand paused... it was Dillon's account, her fiancé.
"Why would he take so much money out of my account", she whispered. She was trying to come up with reasons her fiancé would take over 30,000 dollars out of her account over the course of the one year she was in a coma. The most recent transfer was only a few days ago!
She checked her messages once more to see if Dillon had contacted her, or messaged explaining what he needed all that money for. But she found nothing, no messages, no missed calls, nothing. She opened her social media account only to see an image of Dillon kissing another woman on the cheek while she was sitting coyly on his lap. She kept scrolling on his page, seeing many more photos of the couple posing intimately in various locations. She realized that the earliest photo of them together was only a month after her accident!
Rayne felt her blood boil. She was angry, hurt, and in disbelief that Dillon would toss her aside so quickly. They were making plans for marriage! He didn't even bother visiting her or calling her this whole time she was in the hospital!
"This fucking asshole has the audacity to take my money while I'm in the hospital while seeing a new bitch! I cannot believe I wasted my time with such a lowlife!"
She quickly changed her password to the account. "Thankfully I was smart enough to keep my savings account private", she muttered. She checked her savings account and saw that she still had a little over 80,000 dollars. This money was her entire life savings, and a bit of inheritance from her parents.
Rayne took a few deep breaths to calm herself. This coma was becoming more and more of a blessing in disguise. I dodged a bullet. To think I was about to marry that asshole.
Rayne was a little surprised to see that she wasn't particularly heartbroken. While the situation felt really hurtful she didn't feel like crying nor like her heart was ripping in two. She thought maybe she didn't love Dillon as much as she thought she did. They met at university and dated for over 3 years, outside of him, Rayne didn't have much experience in the dating scene.
"Either way, karma's a bitch", said Rayne looking down at her phone. She finished updating all of her passwords to accounts that Dillon might know of or have access to. No more freebies for you asshole.
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Meanwhile, in a high-end bar downtown, a group of people were sitting in a VIP lounge.
"Hey Dillon, how about we buy a few more bottles of this champagne?", asked the blonde man in the lounge.
"Yeah, of course, it's on me today so keep the drinks coming", Dillon replied after downing his glass. Recently this bar has become his new hangout spot after he met these two wealthy friends. They would come here to discuss sports or hot women and spend the majority of their evenings drinking top-shelf alcohol.
Dillon's face warmed up after downing the entire glass of high-quality champagne. His eyes landed on his girlfriend's pretty face, making him heat up a little more. He took his arm and pulled the girl over to his side so that she was practically sitting on him.
"You got yourself a real hottie there Dillon", said the other man, shouting over the loud music.
"Yeah she is, you jealous Chris?", Dillon shouted back laughing.
A provocatively dressed waitress came over with a few more bottles of champagne. Smiling sweetly she asked, "You boys celebrating something today?".
"Yeah! We're celebrating your beauty!", replied Chris as he ran his hand up and down the back of the waitress's short skirt. The waitress blushed in reply and wrote down her phone number on a napkin handing it to Chris, winking.
Sitting on Dillon's lap, Krissy saw the look on his face when the waitress came over, wearing very skimpy clothing. She felt a little jealous that he was giving another woman attention while she was right there. Thinking on how to get his attention back, she subtly pulled down her off-the-shoulder top exposing her very large breasts even more. Her little trick worked because shortly after she caught Dillon glancing over at her.
Krissy was happy to receive the attention. Her two favorite things in the world were money and attention, and Dillon provided both. She met him almost a year ago, he was sitting depressed at a bar by himself. He was a decently good-looking guy, tall with a good figure. She approached him and soon they hit it off chatting. He mentioned his fiancé was hospitalized and was in a coma. He wasn't sure when she would wake up, or if she would wake up.
Krissy used this opportunity to flaunt her feminine allure, and with drinks added it wasn't long before they ended up back at Dillon's apartment fucking like rabbits.
Since that day Krissy had Dillon wrapped around her finger. She had him buy her all sorts of expensive bags and jewelry, and take her out to fancy places on dates.
Dillon quickly forgot about his fiancé and used all the money she had given him for the wedding on gifts for Krissy and entertainment. This lifestyle was exciting and he soon became addicted to it, even though it was very expensive.
Dillon soon found his bank in the negative and his credit cards maxed out. That's when he remembered that Rayne gave him the login to her bank account, letting him know he could use it for emergencies. At first, he felt a little guilty transferring her money over to his account, but as time went on he cared less and less. His new life was much more exciting now than when he was with Rayne.
They dated for more than 3 years but he never slept with her and they never went crazy on the party scene. Rayne was always a bit shy and lacked confidence, she was a cute girl but lacked the curves and confidence that make a woman sexy.