Introduction

My days were a silent decay, confined to a dark wing of my husband Ethan' s sprawling estate, a place as forgotten as I had become.

Once a celebrated musician, now I was a ghostly presence, my body frail, my spirit hollowed by isolation.

Then, they came for me: two brute men pulling me from my stained mattress into the blinding opulence of Ethan' s main living area.

My husband stood there, a king with his pop star queen, Chloe, and my own son, Leo, whose face was a mask of coldness.

They demanded a public apology, accusing me of sabotaging Chloe' s career with vicious lies, lies my son' s small voice echoed, tearing me apart.

Within moments, the charade intensified: Chloe dramatically collapsed, feigning a sudden, fatal heart condition, and the physician Ethan controlled declared a desperate need for a transplant.

Ethan' s eyes, cold and calculating, fixed on me with a horrifying intent: I was to be sacrificed, my healthy organs harvested for Chloe' s fictional illness.

The ultimate betrayal wasn't just my stolen songs or the car crash that left me paralyzed; it was this barbaric desecration, driven by Ethan's monstrous, deluded love, all to secure Chloe' s fame.

How could I, a mother, a wife, who had given everything, be condemned to such a gruesome, public death for a lie?

Just as the clinic room prepared for my end, I made a choice, a whisper to the voice inside my head, the System, to simply "vanish."

Sarah Thompson was dead, leaving only an empty shell behind.

But a flicker of hope, the image of my ailing sister and my son, still tangled in their web of deceit, ignited a desperate resolve.

I would return, step back into the inferno, and for the first time, not be their victim.

I would expose their monstrous truths, redeem my son, save my sister, and make Ethan, the man who destroyed me, truly pay for every single sin.

This time, I was ready to demand: "Die for me, Ethan."