After She Took My Perfume And Life

Synopsis

I was the last successor to the Shannon family's perfumery heritage. For years, I'd labored to recreate the legendary "Amberwood Essence." I'd spent endless days and nights in the perfume studio. And finally, I was on the verge of perfecting the lost formula. But my half-sister proclaimed herself the true Perfume Artisan of our lineage. She even stole every blend and the formula I had crafted. Even my fiancé claimed my talent was too humble for his standing and chose to marry her instead. On their wedding day, I was locked in the basement. There, neglected and bitten by rats, I perished. Then, fate wheeled backward, and I opened my eyes again. Now, I watched my sister clutch my nearly finished formula and the man play the devoted fiancé. A faint, knowing smile touched my lips. If she truly wanted the formula, I'd let her have it.