Exposing My Fake Husband's Hidden Identity And His Sick Mistress

“Daniel is dead, Dean. How long are we going to keep playing this sick game?”

I froze in the dark hallway. For a year, I had kissed my husband's burn scars, unaware that the man in my bed was his ruthless twin. Dean stole his dead brother's face for one reason: to protect his secret lover—my adopted sister, Katie.

When her illness relapsed, Dean strapped me to a table and drained my bone marrow to save her, slaughtering my unborn baby in the process.

He thought he broke me. He thought I’d stay a silent prisoner while he threw a lavish, highly publicized banquet to celebrate her recovery.

But tonight, a pristine velvet box has just been delivered to their head table in front of the city's elite. And as I stand on the edge of a freezing suspension bridge, my phone rings. It's Dean, his perfect facade shattering as he begs me to step down.

He stole my husband's life... now let's see what happens when I leave him with a ghost.