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In a world where love turns lethal, Serafina finds herself trapped in a twisted cycle of death and rebirth. Her husband, Dominic, has watched her die ninety-nine times, each demise more brutal than the last, each resurrection met with nothing but cold indifference. As she lies discarded in the trunk of a car, bloodied and broken, the reality of her situation is as suffocating as the air around her. Will she ever escape the shackles of his heartless obsession?
As Dominic's attention shifts to Celeste, the woman who steals his affection, Serafina's existence becomes a mere inconvenience. With every apology she utters, she feels her spirit eroding, yet a flicker of defiance ignites within her. What if this time is different? What if the final death holds the key to her freedom? With the stakes rising and the tension between love and vengeance thickening, Serafina must confront the truth of her own heart.
In this dark romance, the boundaries of love, loyalty, and sacrifice blur, leaving readers questioning: how far would you go to break free from a love that kills? As Serafina inches closer to her hundredth death, the line between survival and surrender grows ever thinner.
He Watched Me Die 99 Times,The 100th Time, I DisappearedChapter 1
My husband had killed me ninety-nine times.
The most recent time, he pushed me in front of an oncoming truck to save his beloved first love.
Casually, he told someone to throw me in the trunk.
"Celeste is pregnant. She can't stand the smell of blood. Don't let her see too much of it."
"You'd better keep it under control. Don't die in our car."
I didn't say a word. Just curled up in the trunk, waiting to die.
Someone tried to stop him. He shrugged.
"She's died ninety-eight times. Every time she wakes up, she just apologizes."
At that, everyone glanced toward the trunk. Someone placed a hundred-million-dollar bet.
A wager on whether my first words after resurrection would be, once again, "I'm sorry."
But they didn't know. After dying a hundred times at the hands of the man I loved, the blood-vow curse would be broken. My karmic debt cleared. I'd ascend beyond the veil.
From then on, I'd have nothing more to do with earthly love.
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