The day the doctor told me that I’d never be able to become a mother, my life lost its meaning. Then, I was offered a deal: ten million for portraying a countess who died of fever in another world.
Sounds good, doesn’t it?
Only the countess comes with a family that hates her. Plus, there’s a whole pile of problems she managed to get entangled in while she was still alive.
I have nowhere to go. I have to make things right with my son. I have to divorce my husband and finally get the freedom I’ve been longing for.
I have to survive, in the end.
Seems like a plan!
That’s exactly what I’ll stick to.