I was Olivia Miller, a New York socialite trapped in a cold, arranged marriage to Ethan Cole, a man I utterly despised.
My indifference turned to cruel disdain at a charity gala, where I mocked him as he was drugged. His quiet suffering and eventual death, ironically, came after he selflessly saved my family's company. Only then, grief-stricken by a car crash, did I discover his secret journal, a heartbreaking revelation of his hidden, unwavering love for me.
I woke up years earlier, back at that same gala – a second chance! But Ethan, too, remembered my past cruelty. He was cold, distant, and brought a doppelgänger into our home, showering her with affection to punish me. He relentlessly pursued a divorce, making me experience the crushing agony of rejection I'd once inflicted.
Why had fate granted me a do-over, only for him to hate me so fiercely? My desperate pleas for forgiveness fell on deaf ears. I finally understood his pain, but his indifference was an insurmountable wall. The bitter irony consumed me: I finally loved him, but he wanted me gone.
I eventually died again, tragically sacrificing myself for my family's name. Yet, death wasn't the end. I woke up *again*, five years before our arranged marriage, armed with foresight. This time, my mission is clear: save my family, dismantle the threats to our legacy, and, maybe, just maybe, reclaim the heart of the man whose memories of me are forever tainted.
