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Caleb Sloan's wife, Jasmine Fuller, claims she's a germaphobe. So, they eat separately throughout their three years of marriage. One day, Caleb catches her sharing a meal with her young assistant. He watches in shock as she finishes his leftover food without hesitation and realizes that her "germophobia" applies only to him. Humiliated and furious by her blatant double standard, Caleb snaps.

Caleb Sloan's wife, Jasmine Fuller, claims she's a germaphobe. So, they eat separately throughout their three years of marriage. One day, Caleb catches her sharing a meal with her young assistant. He watches in shock as she finishes his leftover food without hesitation and realizes that her "germophobia" applies only to him. Humiliated and furious by her blatant double standard, Caleb snaps.

This drama is a passionate and uplifting modern urban tale about Eric Gray, a former soldier who, after the war, becomes homeless and lives under a bridge with only a stray dog for company. Haunted by the loneliness and the painful memories of the battlefield, Eric finds himself shedding tears, feeling his life has lost its meaning. On a fateful day, he crosses paths with Susan Stone, a single mother with a similar past.

I died on the day I was supposed to receive the Pack’s Distinguished Service Award. Three hours after I died, my parents, my brother, and my mate were just wrapping up the graduation party they’d thrown for my sister. While my sister, Ella, was posting a cozy family photo on Instagram, I was locked in our basement, using my tongue to swipe on my phone and call for help. The only person who answered was my mate, Ryan. All he said was, "Sophie, cut the drama. Ella's graduation party is important. Enough with the tantrums!" This was the ninety-ninth time they had let me down. And the last. I lay in a pool of my own blood, my lungs still. They thought I was just throwing a fit, hiding somewhere. That if they taught me a lesson, I’d come crawling back. But they didn't know. I was home the whole time. I was already dead.

Lydia’s lifelong dream is to become a pastry chef and make lives sweeter with her desserts - yet her own life is full of bitterness and suffering. Things change when the billionaire Scott shows up, and with a little white lie, changes Lydia’s fate. Lydia has no idea it all started with her kindness five years ago…

While they slice me apart, I desperately call my brother, Nathan Slade. He finally picks up as my consciousness starts to slip and answers in an annoyed voice, "What now?" "Nathan, help—" I don't get to finish before he cuts me off. "Can't you ever go a day without drama? Gemma's graduation is at the end of the month. Miss it, and I swear I'll kill you!" Then, he hangs up without a second thought. The agonizing pain swallows me whole, and my eyes close for good, tears still trailing down my cheeks. Well, good news, Nathan… You won't have to kill me because I'm already dead.

I died on the day I was supposed to receive the Pack’s Distinguished Service Award. Three hours after I died, my parents, my brother, and my mate were just wrapping up the graduation party they’d thrown for my sister. While my sister, Ella, was posting a cozy family photo on Instagram, I was locked in our basement, using my tongue to swipe on my phone and call for help. The only person who answered was my mate, Ryan. All he said was, "Sophie, cut the drama. Ella's graduation party is important. Enough with the tantrums!" This was the ninety-ninth time they had let me down. And the last. I lay in a pool of my own blood, my lungs still. They thought I was just throwing a fit, hiding somewhere. That if they taught me a lesson, I’d come crawling back. But they didn't know. I was home the whole time. I was already dead.

I died on the day I was supposed to receive the Pack’s Distinguished Service Award. Three hours after I died, my parents, my brother, and my mate were just wrapping up the graduation party they’d thrown for my sister. While my sister, Ella, was posting a cozy family photo on Instagram, I was locked in our basement, using my tongue to swipe on my phone and call for help. The only person who answered was my mate, Ryan. All he said was, "Sophie, cut the drama. Ella's graduation party is important. Enough with the tantrums!" This was the ninety-ninth time they had let me down. And the last. I lay in a pool of my own blood, my lungs still. They thought I was just throwing a fit, hiding somewhere. That if they taught me a lesson, I’d come crawling back. But they didn't know. I was home the whole time. I was already dead.

Social elite and business tycoon Dominic Sharp finds himself reborn on his way to university in 2002. Leveraging his past-life experiences, he actively expands his social network and founds Rocket 101 Express, a courier company that catches the wave of e-commerce. At the same time, Dominic is torn between two captivating girls—Maggie and Kristin—unsure whom to choose.