She booked a honeymoon, packed hope, and landed alone. Julia Barrett woke up on the Iceland balcony with blood in her hands and a ring of betrayal in her inbox: her husband, Flavian Ivanov, dancing with the woman who never left his past. Alone, sick, and betrayed, she signs a divorce draft as a way to make her last decisions hers—but instead of disappearing, she turns her pain into a weapon: she will direct the film version of the woman who used her life for fiction. What follows is a collision of lights—red carpets and hospital fluorescents, paparazzi storms and midnight confessions. While social media claws at her reputation, a practical, impossibly composed doctor keeps her alive; a stubborn friend digs up dirt; and a husband who thought he could choose later realizes love is not a pause button. This is not a slow burn of grief. It's a revenge of dignity, a race against time, and a romance that demands risk. She wanted him to remember her. He has to prove he deserves her.
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