A space catastrophe turned my entire life upside down. I woke up in the body of a six-year-old girl with a titanium skeleton and nanobots in my blood. A secret organization that saved me told me that from now on, for the rest of my life, I would have to pay for the operation. From that day on, I had a new name, a new body, and new opportunities. They didn’t even leave me with memories of my family—I didn’t ask for anything.
Once I understood what fate had in store for me, I thought I would go mad. But, ironically, my contract was bought out by the Admiral of the Space Fleet—a war hero and the man I had deeply admired even when I was still Jennifer Rэтклифф.