I Woke Up in a Morgue and Signed a Contract With the Devil

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I caught my fiancé satisfying my stepsister on our wedding bed. Three hours before I was supposed to walk down the aisle. My plan was simple—expose them at the altar, humiliate them both, and disappear. Then my stepsister's mother poisoned my champagne. The last thing I saw before everything went dark was my father watching me collapse. He didn't call for help. When I opened my eyes, I was in a morgue. Not on a table, thank God—sitting on a cold metal chair, wearing a hospital gown, with a man in a black suit standing over me. "Miss Vivian Marsh?" he asked, not a trace of emotion on his face. "That depends," I croaked. "Am I dead?" "Clinically, you were dead for four minutes," he sa

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