Chapter 1

On the way to the hospital, someone shoved a survey into my hands.

[What moment in your life would you most want to go back to?]

I thought for a few seconds, then put pen to paper.

[I want to go back to the day of the New York pile-up. I want to stop the doctors from saving me.]

The girl next to me read my answer and gasped.

"I heard only nine people survived that crash. Why would you want to stop them from saving you?"

I pressed my hand to the transplanted heart in my chest and looked up at the largest screen on the building across the street.

It was playing footage of Ethan Shelton dropping seven figures on a sapphire ring for some film school girl.

Everyone envied her. She'd brought one of New York's most powerful men to his knees.

But no one knew that I was on my way to terminate Ethan Shelton's baby.

I handed the survey back to the girl and forced a smile.

"I was always supposed to die that day."

Back then, the doctors had mistaken me for Ethan's sister.

They took her heart and gave it to me.

I'd been living with that heart for three years.

And Ethan had hated me for three years.