He Chose The Dog; I Chose Empire

My masterpiece perfume launch ended in chaos, with my creation blamed for a mass allergic reaction that sent people to the hospital.

My fiancé, Blake, the man who had promised me the world, was the one who framed me.

He exiled me to a remote cabin for three years, claiming he was protecting me. In reality, he had his twin brother impersonate him, stealing every new formula I created and giving them to my foster sister, Carly, who became a star with my work.

When I finally confronted them, the building we were in collapsed. I was trapped under rubble, bleeding out.