It was supposed to be the happiest day of her life. Instead, Tracy’s world fell apart.

On the morning of her wedding, she was kidnapped. She woke in darkness—tied, silenced, helpless—while another woman walked down the aisle in her place.

By the time she managed to escape, everything was gone. Her name. Her family. Her future. To the world, she wasn’t a victim but a runaway bride, a coward who fled. Tracy had been erased.

Now, in a strange city under a false identity, she struggles to piece her life back together. But fate has other plans. A sudden encounter with a cold, powerful CEO drags her into a life she never imagined—one filled with wealth, danger, and an attraction she can’t seem to fight.

He’s drawn to her fire. She’s terrified her past will destroy them both.

Because secrets don’t stay buried forever—especially when someone is determined to keep her forgotten.

She lost her name at the altar. But in this new life… will she lose her heart too?

That was before silence started to feel like punishment.


The past few days had been a blur of work — endless reports, unnecessary corrections, files that somehow always needed "one more revision." Every time I thought I was done, Claire would appear beside my desk, her heels clicking softly against the floor, her expression perfectly polite.


"Tracy, Mr. Cole will need these redone." she would say, placing another folder on my table.


Arguing only made her smile that quiet, knowing smile — the kind that said you are not going to win this.


Chapter 37 - Pressures