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Following a horrific car accident, Adeline Moore awakens from a months-long coma with no memory of her life, her identity, or the family who insists they love her. As she struggles to make sense of the fragments around her, she's met with an unsettling reality—her fiancé, Luke, is cold and distant, and her younger sister, Hazel, seems far too close to him.

As flashes of memory return—snippets of arguments, uneasy emotions, and inexplicable grief—Adeline begins to uncover the truth: Luke and Hazel were having an affair even before the crash. Shattered by the betrayal, she’s dealt a second blow when her family rallies around Hazel, dismissing Adeline’s pain and blaming her for not being “the same” since waking up.

Isolated and unsure of who she used to be, Adeline makes a bold decision—she doesn’t want her old life back. She wants truth. She wants freedom. She wants to start over. With quiet resolve and growing clarity, she begins to rebuild her life—this time, on her own terms, and far from those who broke her.

The Second Life of Adeline Moore

Adeline trailed behind Elias across the gleaming glass lobby, the soft click of her heels echoing on polished marble. His presence was commanding, still, every movement deliberate. Yet something about his voice tugged at the edge of her memory.

Why does he sound so… familiar?

He stopped abruptly, pulling out his phone. "Nathan."

A faint crackle came through his earpiece. "Yes, Mr. Elias?"

"I'm sending someone up. Adeline Moore. New hire. Assign her a workspace and tasks for the week. Make sure she gets clearance."

Elias turned slightly to her. "Second floor. Nathan will take it from here."

She gave a polite nod. "Thank you… Mr. Elias."

He said nothing, already pulling a small sanitizer bottle from his coat and disinfecting his hands before walking off.

Upstairs, Nathan met her with a clipboard and a professional smile. "Welcome. Let's get you set up."

By late afternoon, Adeline was buried under a mountain of paperwork and misaligned schedules—none of which matched the job description she'd been given.

From near the break room, a hushed voice floated through. "New girl's still here?"

"Of course. Probably thinks she's something special—dated Luke Waylen, didn't she?"

Adeline looked up from her monitor, tone even. "Actually, I'm not with Luke. Haven't been for a while."

"Oh," one muttered. "Didn't realize."

She offered a tight smile. "Now you do."

6:52 p.m. The office was quiet—everyone else had left.

Nathan reappeared, holding a stack of folders. "Hey… sorry. I know this isn't fair, but legal dropped off a batch of review docs. They need to be formatted and sent up tonight."

Adeline didn't flinch. "I'll handle it."

"Absolutely." Her smile was cool, composed. "Wouldn't want anyone thinking I got special treatment."

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