Replaced By A Pregnant Substitute

Five years ago, my fiancé, tech billionaire Jaxon Kent, went missing. When I reported it, I became the laughingstock of Seattle. The police told me his real fiancée was an actress named Kamila.

But I was the one living with him, hidden away in his coastal villa. I was his secret, his ghost, while she wore my identity for the world.

After a fall at the police station, a miracle happened: I regained my sight. The first thing I overheard was Jaxon telling a doctor not to let my vision be restored.