The Betrayal of a Ghost Bride

Six years ago, I saved a girl named Scarlett in a remote mountain village.

I sponsored her education, and we became the best of friends.

Yet, because she fell in love with my husband, Ethan Miller, she drove a car and ran me over.

To escape responsibility and prevent my body from being identified, she crushed my head with the tires.

She framed me as a fugitive wanted for highway robbery.

Ethan Miller, the city's top forensic expert, protected Scarlett.

He personally fabricated the scene, intending for me to take the fall for her.