I had just given birth when my sweetheart passed away.
My husband, embracing his mistress, locked me in the basement to suffocate.
When I opened my eyes again, my husband's lover Harmony was lying in my arms, affectionately calling me:
"Darling, will you make love to me?"
The next moment, a woman using my body entered the room, her hair a mess.
Harmony stood up and cursed, "You bitch, are you here to disturb Ethan and me again?"
Seeing the woman's bewildered gaze, I understood.
It turns out that Ethan and I had swapped souls.