Chapter 1

My husband locked me in the basement to starve to death.

On the last day of my life, he was upstairs having dinner with another woman. I could hear the clink of silverware against porcelain, hear her laughter, and hear him say: "The one in the basement will be quiet in a few days."

And he really didn't come down again.

The first second I was reborn, I lay in the darkness with my back against the cold concrete floor. The butterfly tattoo on my inner thigh was still faintly burning.

I had been locked in this basement for three years.

But this time was different―this time, there was something else beside me.

An old laptop. There was no internet connection, only a cached page from an old local forum. The post was dated ten years ago. The poster's name was "Katherine-Seventeen."

That was me.

Cole Moretti, are you ready? The woman you've kept locked up for three years now has an ally you'd never guess―herself, ten years ago.