I was dead

As soon as the door clicked shut, Carmen sighed and pressed her hands to her temples as she leaned back against the pillows, closing her eyes against the throbbing pain in her head. But as soon as her lids shut, vivid images flashed through her mind. Flashes of her past life began to seep into her consciousness.

Cody Wade. Millie. Affair. Murder.

The memory of everything intertwined was sharp, like shards of glass cutting into her heart. Her hands clenched the bedsheets as she fought to make sense of it all. “What is happening?” She whispered, her voice trembling. “Why am I here? Where is here? And why did they refer to me as Lady Daphne? I am Carmen!”