Stella never imagined she would surrender everything she had fought for—her title, her future, her soulmate—to save the woman who had once made her life a living nightmare.

As the youngest daughter of the Duke of Northland, Stella’s world collapsed overnight when her father died, and her half-brother Anthony seized the dukedom. Cast off into a political marriage with Ophelia Chevalier—possessive, cruel, and obsessive—she spent three years as little more than a prisoner in the Chevalier estate. She endured every humiliation, every cruelty, and let her hatred fuel her.

It took three years to strike back—exposing Anthony and the Chevalier's corruption, reclaiming her rightful title as Duchess of Northland, and stepping into the future she had always deserved—or so she believed.
Then she learned the truth.

The mastermind behind her hard-won happy ending was not her soulmate, not her allies. It was Ophelia. By the time Stella understood what the villainess had sacrificed, Ophelia was already dead, and she had played a part in it.
The blood on her hands was still warm. Still wet. The kind of stain that doesn't wash out, no matter how hard you try. She couldn't forgive herself for it. She couldn't forgive Ophelia either.

When fate offered her a second chance, back to the very beginning, she didn't think twice. She gave up her future, her soulmate, and everything she had reclaimed—back to the first day of her three years of nightmare.

This time, she would be no one's prisoner and no one's pawn.

This time, it was her turn to save.