My Replacement Stole My Husband

Everyone believed I was Serafina, the shameless sister who stole missing Carolyn's face and husband. The truth was crueler: I was Carolyn, alive after the kidnapping, the cliff, and years of reconstructive surgery. To protect Brexton's damaged mind, I let him hate me while he chose Edith, my imitation, and nearly destroyed me. When he finally remembered, regret became obsession, control, and another prison. But I had already found a different kind of love with Emanuel—one built on patience and choice. Edith faced prison, Brexton faced justice, and I chose a new life without him.