They found her face-down in a clay jar the night Florence Spencer and her husband Benedict were on a business trip through the marsh villages of Aleria. They pulled the newborn free, tucked her into warm blankets, and raised her as their own—sheltering her from storms, buying her books and silk, and sending her to the finest academy. At twenty-one, Dahlia Gomes repaid them with a live broadcast and a choice: blood over bread. She walked away with a silver bracelet, a viral lie, and a crowd that cheered her for choosing "true kin." When the world turned on Florence and Benedict, they lost their peace. Florence lost more than peace—she lost years of trust. She became a writer who tore her betrayals into a bestselling novel; the money bought rooms in hotels and wine for two people who only wanted quiet. On the night Florence collapses from grief and ink-stained hands, an old coin — a keepsake given by a stranger on the day they saved the baby — burns cold in her palm and time folds. She wakes back at the very day Dahlia's birth-parents return to claim her. This time she can choose differently. She can fight for what she raised, or she can grant the thing Dahlia craves most: to prove her loyalty to her blood. Florence chooses to let her go — but not without learning how to guard love and force responsibility. In a kingdom where magic tugs at the hinges of fate and social networks amplify every whisper, that single act fractures lives in unexpected ways. Blood breaks, chosen family mends, and second chances bite and heal in equal measure.