To everyone, my life was perfect. I was the S-list celebrity they all adored. Flawless, untouchable and dating a millionaire boyfriend.
But nobody knew the hell I actually lived in.
Nobody knows that I died in a fire.
They don’t know because somehow, my boyfriend has given my face to someone else.
There’s a woman out there pretending to be me. Smiling for the cameras, wearing my clothes, stealing my fans and parading as me.
Because the both of them thought that I died in that fire and they need me to keep being the S-list Idol that they made me to be.
But I’m still alive.
And I plan on taking my throne back.