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The Mad Heiress' Revengeful Ghost

Brianna Cordova was thrown in jail after poisoning her half younger brother. She was stripped of all her inheritance and rights in her family’s legacies, even though she was the legitimate heiress. Instead of bathing in dollars and gold bars, she bathed in the shower area of an Isolation Cell in the country’s most infamous penitentiary. There comes Bianca Acosta – a lowlife of all lowlifes. She was serving a lifetime sentence for multiple crimes; torture, illegal drug trade, severe fraud and financial crimes, aggravated property damage, arson, burglary, theft, robbery, and falsifying national documents. Bianca was betrayed by her gang members and sold off to the police, thus, she was serving her sentence and diligently visiting the prison chapel to pray for the death of all her former comrades. It happened one fateful day when it was raining hard. After finishing her cleaning duty, she went back without an umbrella, but was mesmerized at the rare phenomena unfolding before her eyes. A solar eclipse, despite the absurdity of the situation, but what Briana found the most unbelievable was how stupid she was, staring at the solar eclipse directly. As her eyes began to blur and tear up, a horrifying scream echoed through the entire penitentiary. Once the darkness brought by the eclipse disappeared, a body nailed at the altar of the prison chapel was found. Bianca Acosta died a gruesome death, expectedly. Brianna Cordova damaged her eyes, stupidly. One lost her life, the other lost her vision. However, unbeknownst to Brianna, she received the eyes of the dead Bianca, and since then, the ghost of Bianca kept pestering her to take revenge for her death. They say to let a ghost rest in peace, one must fulfill its dying wish. But how will Brianna, a pea-brained timid, and cowardly woman exact revenge against an infamous syndicate that killed Bianca?

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She went crazy

Brianna jolted awake, her heart pounding against her ribs as the remnants of the nightmare clung to her mind like thick cobwebs. Bianca's ghostly presence had been relentless, appearing every night since her death, hounding her with accusations and pleas for revenge.

The dark circles under Brianna's eyes deepened with each passing day, to the point that she no longer recognized who the ghost between them was.

She rubbed her temples, trying to shake off the lingering dread. The infirmary was quiet, the antiseptic smell mingling with the sterile silence that hung in the air. The prison doctor, a middle-aged woman with a kind yet tired face, finished taking Brianna's vitals and made some notes on a clipboard.

"You've been having trouble sleeping. Does your eyes still hurt?" the doctor asked as she observed her pupils, her voice sounding a bit concerned.