Elara Hayes had spent nearly twenty-five years as Governor Carter's wife, a life of dutiful performance, a lie for her husband's political ambitions, all while he pined for her stepsister, Brittany.
As Ethan lay dying, his frail whisper asked her to place Brittany's portrait by his grave, a final, cruel reminder of her lifelong second-place status.
But a blinding headache striking at his deathbed plunged her back in time, opening her eyes to sunlight streaming through stained-glass windows, wearing a wedding dress and standing at the altar for her first wedding to Ethan.