*“You broke your vows first.”* I married Alastair Montemayor to save my father’s life. Seven million pesos. Two years. No love, no questions, no escape. Just signatures on a contract that made me Mrs. Montemayor — the disposable wife of Manila’s most ruthless billionaire. But on our wedding night, he accused me of a sin I don’t remember committing. Five years ago in Cebu. His bed. His name on my lips. A promise of forever. Then I vanished, and his father died believing his son was destroyed by a liar. The problem? I’ve never been to Cebu. I’ve never met Alastair before HR summoned me to the 57th floor. Yet the girl in his photo has my face, my scar, my mother’s earrings. Now I’m trapped in a marriage built on a ghost’s betrayal. My husband wants revenge for wounds I didn’t inflict. His family wants me erased before I claim the Montemayor empire. And someone inside these glass walls knows exactly who the Cebu girl was — and they’re making sure I never find out. I’m an accountant. I find missing numbers. I balance impossible books. And the math of Alastair’s hatred doesn’t add up. If he’s right, then I’m not paying my father’s debt. I’m paying for my own crimes. If he’s wrong, then the real Cebu girl is still out there. Watching. Waiting. Ready to finish what she started. *Genre: Romantic Suspense Thriller* *Content Warning: Psychological manipulation, corporate conspiracy, identity mystery. No graphic violence.