My parents strictly forbade me from dreaming about Ruth's matchmaking.
On the day Julian sent over the lavish engagement gifts, they dragged me to a secluded villa miles out in the southern suburbs.
"When your sister gets married, we're locking you up here," they declared coldly. "You're not taking a single step outside until Chloe has a baby."
They used the psychic's bogus prophecy as a weapon to keep me in line. But as I stared at the villa's familiar brickwork and expansive floor-to-ceiling windows, my blood ran cold. Bile rose in my throat. I never imagined my own parents could degrade me to such horrifying depths just to appease Chloe.
They had no idea that I had been to this exact villa in my previous life. Back then, Julian had bought this place specifically to house a lover who
