Reborn to ruin him
Kara believed her husband loved her. Two years of marriage, two years of devotion, two years of believing she was finally chosen for who she was. Then he handed her divorce papers without flinching and told her none of it was real.
She found out the rest through a wedding invitation. His wedding. A gown, flowers, photographs on a wall, everything Kara had ever wanted and never been given, and the bride was not her.
She died learning why. Poisoned slowly, month after month, by the people she trusted most, for reasons that traced back further than her own marriage, all the way to a name she had buried with her parents.
But death was not her ending.
Reborn three days before the divorce pape