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I was once the perfect housewife everyone envied—successful husband, well-behaved children, a harmonious and beautiful family. Until that day when I witnessed my husband kissing another woman. Years of marital trust collapsed in an instant.

When Jack the plumber walked into my home to fix a leaking sink, I never imagined what would happen. His blue eyes were the only light in my dark marriage. Our hands accidentally touched under the sink, and in that moment, an electric feeling broke through my defenses.

"Does your husband know how beautiful you are?" he whispered near my ear.

That afternoon, when I leaned in to kiss his lips, I was no longer the perfect housewife. On the marble countertop in my kitchen, I betrayed my marriage, yet found myself for the first time.

I never thought revenge could taste so sweet.

I'm dead. But somehow, I'm still here.
Three days ago, I was Dr. Eva Torres, helicopter pilot, single mom to the most amazing eight-year-old on the planet. Then my chopper went down in a blizzard, and... well, let's just say I didn't make it home for pancakes like I promised Grace.
Now I'm stuck watching my little girl from the other side, and trust me, being a ghost mom is way worse than being a living one.
Grace is about to be thrown into foster care, and she has no idea that her father is Senator William Hawthorne. Yeah, that William Hawthorne. The one running for governor. The one who thinks I just vanished from his life seven years ago.
But here's the thing—Will has no clue he even has a daughter.
The DNA test is coming. The truth is coming. But first, someone has to save my little girl...

Who was Connor Mitchell, the man I trusted with my heart and my future?

For years, he whispered sweet nothings, promising a lifetime of love and devotion.

But beneath the surface lurked a sinister truth.

At parties, he slipped drugs into my drink, leaving me vulnerable to his vile intentions.

As I lay unconscious, he violated my trust, plotting to steal my twenty-million-dollar inheritance through marriage and pregnancy.

Even my roommate, once thought a confidante, was part of his twisted scheme.

For two years, I lived in blissful ignorance, blind to the lies that entangled my life.

But Connor made one fatal mistake—he revealed the existence of a child he believed to be his.

The DNA test unveiled a shocking reality: the father was the man who had silently protected me all along.

What did I do when the truth came to light?

I didn’t flee. I didn’t crumble. I didn’t fade into despair.

Instead, I strategized. I plotted. I prepared.

Because revenge is best served with precision—and I was ready to deliver it.

I loved Jayden for three years until his beloved Sherry returned from abroad, and I realized I was just a substitute.

I broke up with him.

Jayden thought I was being unreasonable. He yelled impatiently:

'Gabriella, stop it. There's nothing between me and Sherry."

'I only treat her like a sister."

But at the banquet, he put his arm around her waist, acting intimately, ignoring me.

Until after I died, Jayden would kneel in front of my grave with red eyes, acting like a madman.

After a devastating car accident, Blair White lost her sight and everything she held dear, plunging her world into darkness.

On a snowy winter's night, with her gravely ill mother, she found herself thrown out onto the streets. In that moment of utter desperation, Harrison Ward extended his hand in apparent salvation.

She trusted him completely, marrying him without hesitation. For three years she lived within his web of lies, only to discover he hadn't led her to salvation or even purgatory - but straight into hell itself.

When Blair finally awakened to the truth and filed for divorce, Harrison merely smirked as he signed the papers, declaring with absolute certainty: "You'll come crawling back to me."

In Harrison's mind, Blair was nothing but a weak, blind woman - someone anyone could step on. Without him, she couldn't possibly survive.

He watched coldly as others tormented her, staying silent as she suffered, pushing her further and further toward the edge of despair.

One year later, at a high society gala, he stared at the stunning woman commanding everyone's attention. His eyes welled with tears as he desperately pulled her into his arms, his voice breaking with barely contained emotion: "Blair... you're alive?"

Blair gazed at the haggard, desperate man before her, her eyes filled with nothing but detachment: "Mr. Ward, please control yourself. My husband might get the wrong idea!"

The adaptation maintains the emotional core while adjusting the language and cultural context to feel natural in American English, keeping the themes of betrayal, redemption, and transformation that drive the narrative.