The Fiancé's Warning, Her Second Chance

My fiancé, Jadon, proposed on the Fourth of July. It was the perfect moment I had dreamed of since we were kids. That night, he called me on FaceTime.

But the man on the screen wasn't him. It was a version of him from five years in the future, his face hollow with regret.

He laid out a horrifying timeline of betrayal. He was sleeping with my best friend and business partner, Kimberly.

She would use his venture capital to steal my architectural firm. She would sabotage my father' s life-saving kidney transplant, leaving him to die.

And she would maliciously cause a future pregnancy to end in tragedy, murdering our unborn child.

My entire world-my love, my friendship, my future-was a lie. The two people I trusted most were plotting my complete ruin.

This broken man from the future, desperate to atone, gave me a roadmap to escape. So I drove my car off a cliff and faked my own death, determined to rewrite the story they had written for me.