Chapter 1

Because of a brain tumor, my optic nerve was compressed, and I went blind.

Devastated, I wanted to end my life, but then Carter broke into my world like a ray of light.

For a long time, I thought I was the luckiest woman alive.

Until a car crash took my life.

When I opened my eyes again, hearing the clinking and clanking from the kitchen, I realized I had been reborn.

Miraculously, my vision was fully restored. I couldn't wait to run to Carter and share the good news.

But my eyes were instantly drawn to his phone on the coffee table. The screen was still lit.

"I plan to make it look like an accident once we're officially married."

I considered myself both lucky and incredibly unfortunate.

Born into a wealthy family, I grew up living a life of luxury that most people could only dream of. I was a true heiress.

But my luck ran out when my parents died in a tragic accident during a business trip abroad. Overnight, I became an orphan.

After that, I started getting terrible headaches.

I thought it was just grief.

But after collapsing one day, I was rushed to the ER, and the doctor told me I had a brain tumor.

Although the surgery was a success, the tumor had already compressed my optic nerves because we caught it too late.

I became completely blind.

It was a devastating blow. What use was the endless string of zeros in my bank account when I could no longer see the beauty of the world?

One afternoon, I fumbled my way up to the hospital's rooftop terrace and shakily climbed onto the safety railing.

If I just leaned forward, I could end this miserable existence.

Suddenly, someone grabbed me from behind and pulled me into his chest. I smelled a faint scent of lavender.

His name was Carter. He crashed into my dark world with reckless determination, bringing a bright, shining light back into my life.

He took care of everything for me. From doing the laundry to cooking every meal, he never complained once.

Touched by his devotion and tenderness, I accepted his proposal in the middle of a beautiful wildflower field.

We quickly signed the marriage papers at the courthouse, threw a lavish wedding reception, and planned our dream honeymoon.

He told me that even though I couldn't see, he would take me to hear all the beautiful sounds and smell all the wonderful scents of the world.

I believed him. I thought I would finally be happy.

But on our way to our honeymoon destination, disaster struck. I remember the terrifying feeling of the car tumbling over, followed by a sensation of weightlessness. In my panic, I screamed Carter's name, but there was no reply. I thought he was hurt, too.

The car rolled over and over, crashing violently. My last memory was the brutal impact at the bottom of the ravine.

When I woke up, I heard the sizzling sounds of cooking, and the delicious aroma of food filled the air.

I had returned to the past. What amazed me even more was that my eyes could see the light again.

It was a miracle!

I desperately wanted to throw myself into Carter's arms and tell him the incredible news.

But my gaze locked onto his phone on the coffee table. The screen was still on.

"I plan to make it look like an accident once we're officially married."

Marriage? Accident?

The memories of the terrifying car crash rushed back, chilling me to the bone.

I didn't want to think about it, but I had to. Was my sweet boyfriend, Carter, the one who orchestrated my death?

I reached out to grab the phone to see who he was texting, but Carter's voice suddenly rang out from the kitchen.

"Chloe, sweetie, dinner's ready!"

I quickly put my sunglasses back on. I decided to keep my recovery a secret for now and find out the truth.

I prayed my suspicions were wrong.