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Selena Claire terlahir di detik-detik terakhir kehidupan ibunya, sebuah takdir yang menjadikannya gadis Indigo, gadis istimewa yang tak terhindarkan menjadi sasaran makhluk gaib. Dengan kemampuan uniknya, Selena memiliki kekuatan untuk membantu arwah-arwah tersesat menemukan kedamaian. Namun, semakin dalam ia terlibat dalam dunia arwah, kemampuannya semakin tajam dan membuatnya berhadapan dengan calon tumbal yang ia tolong. Ancaman terhadap nyawanya pun semakin nyata. Banyak makhluk kuat yang merasa terganggu oleh keberadaannya, mengancam hidupnya dengan kekuatan yang jauh melebihi imajinasi. Selena pun terus mengasah kemampuannya, namun pertanyaannya tetap ada, dapatkah ia menjadi cukup kuat untuk menolong mereka yang membutuhkan, sementara keselamatannya sendiri kini berada di ujung tanduk? Dalam perjalanan penuh bahaya ini, Selena harus memilih melindungi dirinya sendiri atau terus membantu mereka yang terjebak di antara dunia hidup dan mati.

A week after I gave birth via C-section, Mark Whitman invited his friends over to celebrate the birth of our son. The crowd was boisterous—more than a dozen people. Not one of them bothered to remove their dirty shoes. The wooden floor was soon covered in muddy footprints. Mark came into the room and, without a hint of concern, ordered me out of bed. "Everyone's waiting outside. Don't just hide here and rest—you're embarrassing me in front of our guests." I had no choice but to push through the pain, forcing my body to prepare a huge meal for the large crowd, all on my own. When I carried the final bowl of steaming soup to the table, Lily Hoyte—whether intentionally or not—jabbed her hand against the wound on my abdomen. My hand trembled from the sudden pain, and the bowl slipped slightly, spilling the hot soup onto Lily's shoes. Mark's face darkened instantly. "What the heck did you do, Cammy? Lily rushed here right after her plane landed from overseas to see our son, and this is how you treat her?" The crowd quickly chimed in. "Come on, Cammy, no need to be so petty." "Mark and Lily grew up together. If there was really something between them, do you think you'd even be here now?" "Do you even know how much those shoes cost? They're limited edition—easily over ten thousand dollars. And you just ruined them." Lily stood up awkwardly, her eyes misting with tears. "If Cammy doesn't like me," she said softly, "then I'll leave. I don't want to be a bother." But Mark grabbed her hand in an exaggerated display of protection, his voice harsh as he turned to me. "Wipe Lily's shoes clean. Right now." His partiality for Lily made something sharp twist in my chest. My lips quivered as I fought back tears. "The wound on my stomach hasn't healed yet. I can't bend over." At that, his expression grew colder. "Don't use childbirth as an excuse. If you can't bend over, then kneel and wipe them. And if you won't, get out of my house!"