By Emilia Bellerose
On her 38th birthday, she dragged herself home from the hospital to surprise her husband.
Instead, she discovered her own death.
Emilia Bellerose was dying. The doctors had confirmed it. Stage four - terminal.
Alone in a sterile hospital bed, she clung to memories, to the idea of love, to the hope that her husband still cared.
But when she returned home unannounced, what she found wasn't sympathy. It was betrayal.
Jazz playing. Champagne poured.
Her husband and her best friend - celebrating her absence.
Plotting her death.
Mocking her pain.
She heard it all: the lies, the poison, the cruel laughter.
Then came the push.
The impact.
The silence.
But death wasn't the end.
Emilia wakes up in her 26-year-old body, twelve years before that fatal night - back when the betrayal hadn't happened... yet. Only now, she remembers everything.
This time, she's not the gentle wife.
This time, she's not walking towards her death.
This time, they're the ones who won't see it coming.
A heart-wrenching story of betrayal, rebirth, and the cold beauty of revenge.
Perfect for fans of dark romance, tragic heroines, and the question:
What if you could live again - and make them pay?