Reborn as a Billionaire Heiress

~Elena~My body trembled where I stood, witnessing the shocking scene of my husband with another woman, and not just any woman, but my half-sister. I didn't want to believe it was her until I heard her moaning out loud."Yes, Owen, go harder!" she screamed.They were oblivious to my presence in the room, blissfully enjoying the moments of their lives. I wanted to scream at them to stop, but I remained there, powerless to intervene. My heart bled; I never expected such betrayal. I should have recognized the signs and understood what was happening but had been blinded. The blind dates my sister posted and her invisible man, whom she always mentioned, turned out to be my husband. I had noticed how she had continuously talked about falling in love, but I had been a fool not to see it all.How could they do this to me? I thought as I placed my hands over my mouth, suppressing the scream threatening to escape. Tears blurred my vision, unstoppable.I was a fool not to have seen it all from th

~ELENA~The blaring alarm beside me pierced my eardrums, jolting me awake. I groggily reached out to the alarm, fumbling for the button until I could silence it. And that was when I realized that something felt off. I was not supposed to be able to touch anything since I was a ghost. My eyes fluttered open to the Chandelier above my head. The room seemed…different yet Familiar. The first thing that caught my eye was the old poster of the Backstreet Boys I had since I was a teenager and the purple-colored room that used to be mine before I married Owen. " This couldn’t be," I thought as I felt the softness of my bed with my hand. Panic set in as memories flooded my head. I shouldn’t be here except if this was paradise, and I was returned to my memory because I could clearly remember how I had died. I remembered that much, but now, I could touch things, meaning I was either dreaming or in paradise. But how could I have ended up here in my childhood home if I was in paradise, or ho