After being betrayed by the people she trusted most, a woman is reborn with her memories intact and a second chance at her own life. Rather than fight for a fiancé who never truly loved her, she steps aside and lets her scheming stepsister take him — setting in motion a plan to expose the betrayals around her and reclaim her future.
As Priscilla's stepfather, Dad would be at the wedding. The car pulled away, and the Austin estate faded in the rearview mirror. Priscilla, I told you I'm marrying you so you won't have to go to Alaska. Once things settle down, we'll divorce.
Then I'll marry Cynthia. Julian, it's our wedding day. Can we talk about this later? At the reception, Julian scanned the room, but I was nowhere in sight. Mr. Austin, where's Cynthia?
Gone. Her flight to Alaska was this morning. No. Why would she go? She didn't have to. No one answered. The music and wedding bells rang in his ears like a cruel joke. After my flight landed, it took another couple of hours by bus to reach the
The ride was rough. I looked down at the cuts I'd gotten picking up the bracelet. They still hurt whenever I moved my hand. I didn't mind. It reminded me that the damage was done. No replacement bracelet would ever be the real thing. And a late apology wasn't love. The Alaska branch was farther out and in worse shape than I'd imagined. Beyond it lay nothing but snow and frozen ground. The staff lived in old cabins with peeling walls and windows that wouldn't shut.
All the women shared one cramped room. The narrow beds stood so close together there was barely space to turn over. Robert, the site supervisor, looked us over. You're here to work. Alaska has no room for spoiled princesses.