I Died in Prison for the Murder His Mistress Committed
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I don't realize how badly I've been wronged until they're strapping me to the gurney.
My name is Camille Brooks. I'm one of the best cardiothoracic surgeons in the city, and I have never lost a patient on my table.
My fiancé, Adrian Vance, is the golden boy of the entire hospital. We're supposed to get married next month.
It's a stormy night when he calls, telling me to get to the hospital right now. There's a patient bleeding out, and only I can save them.
I race through the rain, but I get stuck in traffic halfway there. By the time I push through the OR doors, the patient has no pulse.
The family points at me. They say I botched the procedure and killed him. And Adrian Vance, my own fiancé, takes the stand and shows up with "ironclad evidence" against me.
I have nothing to fight back with. I go to prison. My parents can't handle it. It destroys them both. They take their own lives.
It's only after I die that I learn who really held the scalpel that night: Daisy Whitman, the woman Adrian never got over.
I was just the fall guy.
Then I open my eyes.
I'm back. One hour before everything falls apart, riding through the rain toward the hospital.
This time, I'm going to survive.
And I'm going to watch both of you burn.
My name is Camille Brooks. I'm one of the best cardiothoracic surgeons in the city, and I have never lost a patient on my table.
My fiancé, Adrian Vance, is the golden boy of the entire hospital. We're supposed to get married next month.
It's a stormy night when he calls, telling me to get to the hospital right now. There's a patient bleeding out, and only I can save them.
I race through the rain, but I get stuck in traffic halfway there. By the time I push through the OR doors, the patient has no pulse.
The family points at me. They say I botched the procedure and killed him. And Adrian Vance, my own fiancé, takes the stand and shows up with "ironclad evidence" against me.
I have nothing to fight back with. I go to prison. My parents can't handle it. It destroys them both. They take their own lives.
It's only after I die that I learn who really held the scalpel that night: Daisy Whitman, the woman Adrian never got over.
I was just the fall guy.
Then I open my eyes.
I'm back. One hour before everything falls apart, riding through the rain toward the hospital.
This time, I'm going to survive.
And I'm going to watch both of you burn.









































