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The Bride I Used to Be
Last Updated : 2025-07-24
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Synopsis
Fast-Paced Plot
Dark Romance
Mystery
Possessive
Hidden Identity
Twins
Love after Marriage
Misunderstanding
Substitute Bride
Her name, they say, is Bliss. Silent, radiant, and obedient, she’s the perfect bride for enigmatic billionaire Damon Gibson. Yet Bliss clings to fleeting fragments of a life before the wedding: a dream of red silk, a woman who mirrors her face, a voice whispering warnings in the shadows. Her past is a locked door, and Damon holds the key. When Bliss stumbles into a hidden wing of his sprawling mansion, she finds a room filled with relics of another woman. Photos, perfume, love letters, and a locket engraved with two names reveal a haunting truth. That woman, Ivana, was more than a stranger. She was identical to Bliss. As buried memories surface, the fairy tale Bliss believed in fractures into a web of obsession, deception, and danger. Damon’s charm hides secrets, and the love she thought she knew feels like a gilded cage. To survive, Bliss must unravel the mystery of who she was and what ties her to Ivana. In a world where love can be a trap and truth a weapon, remembering the bride she used to be is her only way out.
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The Bride I Used to Be Chapter 5: The Room She Was Never Meant to Find
The West Wing hallway felt colder than the rest of the house.Bliss paused at the edge, where polished floors gave way to faded carpet and the walls lost their warmth. The double doors stood tall before her, black wood with silver handles. They had always been locked. Damon had never told her what lay beyond them, and she had learned not to ask. Until now.This morning, something had changed.The hallway had been unguarded. No staff. No closed-off stairwell. No whispered excuses.And the key she had found it beneath her pillow.Not a dream, not a memory, just a small iron key on white linen, as if it were always hers.Her fingers closed around the cool metal.The key slid into the lock.She hesitated. Her pulse thudded in her ears but curiosity pushed harder than fear, and the lock clicked open.The hinges groaned as the door creaked inward.Bliss stepped into stillness.The corridor stretched ahead like a forgotten spine, lined with old paintings draped in white cloth. Dust hung in t
Last Updated : 2025-07-24The Bride I Used to Be Chapter 4: The Snow Globe Room
The music came softly at first.It wasn’t the haunting piano melody from before. This was softer, a delicate lullaby, faint and fragile, as if floating through the ceiling or borne on the sea breeze.Bliss sat up in bed and listened.The fire in the hearth had died out. The room was dim, cast in the gray morning light that always made the walls look colder than they were. She slipped from the covers, pulled on her robe, and padded barefoot to the door.The music tugged at something inside her. A whisper in the back of her mind. Not a memory, not yet. Just a feeling. Something familiar she couldn’t quite reach.She followed the sound through the hall.Past the main staircase. Past the double doors Damon always kept closed. She turned left instead of right. Down the corridor lined with windows that showed a sliver of the cliffs.The sound grew clearer.It came from a narrow archway at the end of the hall. She stepped through it, her fingers brushing the cold stone wall as she moved.The
Last Updated : 2025-07-24The Bride I Used to Be Chapter 3: The West Wing Is Closed
The manor had a heartbeat.It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t even constant. But Bliss felt it, pulsing through the walls when the house went still. There was something about the way the wind moved through the halls, the way the floor groaned beneath her bare feet, the way doors seemed to sigh closed behind her.It was the third morning since she’d awakened, and no new memories had returned. Her voice was still missing. But her instincts? Those were wide awake.Bliss walked the halls slowly, each step measured and quiet. She had convinced Elise she wanted to stretch her legs alone, though the woman had looked nervous about it.“You’ll be fine,” Damon had said, appearing behind her like smoke. “Just avoid the West Wing.”He hadn’t offered a reason.He had simply said it in that even tone of his and walked away.So now, of course, that was exactly where she was going.She turned left at the end of the main corridor. The air shifted the moment she did. Warmer, heavier. As if this part of the hous
Last Updated : 2025-07-24The Bride I Used to Be Chapter 2: The Husband Behind the Door
She didn’t sleep that night.Her body craved rest, but her mind wouldn’t allow it. The photo, the locked door, the soundless music, and Damon’s unreadable eyes swirled together in her thoughts like a storm she couldn’t escape.She sat in the dark, watching the pale morning light slip through the curtains like a stranger sneaking into her room.A soft knock came.This time, the nurse didn’t enter. It was a younger woman in her early thirties, dressed in black with a silver pin on her collar. Her tone was clipped but polite.“Good morning, Mrs. Blackwood. I’m Elise, the house assistant. Mr. Blackwood asked me to escort you to the dining hall. If you feel well enough to walk, that is.”Bliss nodded slowly and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. Elise didn’t offer to help her dress, and Bliss appreciated that small mercy. She moved stiffly toward the wardrobe, opened it, and paused.Everything inside was in her size. Dresses, pantsuits, soft cashmere sweaters, silk undergarments. All
Last Updated : 2025-07-24The Bride I Used to Be Chapter 1: The Bride in the Mirror
The silence hit her first.Not a calm, comforting kind. This silence buzzed in her ears, sharp and oppressive, tightening her throat. It draped the vast bedroom like a heavy curtain, broken only by the slow, relentless tick of an antique clock high on the wall.She tried to sit up. Her body protested, muscles aching as if she’d been dragged through a storm. Her arms felt heavy, like wet fabric, and her skin prickled with cold beneath the silk sheets. The air carried a faint scent, old roses mixed with something sharp, like antiseptic or bandages.Her fingers brushed her throat, finding rough, unfamiliar gauze.She froze.Her lips parted, but no sound came. Not a whisper, not a breath. She tried again, straining, her chest tightening with panic. A gasp, a cry, anything.Nothing.She couldn’t speak.The door creaked open. She flinched, heart pounding.A middle-aged woman in a pale uniform stepped inside, carrying a tray. Her eyes were kind, her hands gentle, but her smile felt rehearsed
Last Updated : 2025-07-24
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