Only You, In Every World

[Iris, have you made your decision? Once you leave this world, there is no returning.]

The system's cold electronic voice hesitated slightly.

"I've decided," Iris Potter answered without wavering. "I'm leaving."

[Understood. The self-exit channel has been activated. In 15 days, you will leave this world. The exit method will be a staged death. The location will be the seaside where you once saved the male lead. Cause of death: suicide by drowning.

[Please prepare accordingly for your death.]

Iris frowned for a moment, then picked up her phone and contacted a lawyer, asking him to draft a divorce agreement.

Just as she was about to put the phone down, a notification popped up.

[Renowned singer Lionel Potter's song for his wife, "Only You", surpasses one billion streams!]

Her fingers trembled as she tapped it open.

The article included a video clip released by a reporter. It was a behind-the-scenes vlog of Lionel creating "Only You".

In the video, Lionel wore casual clothes, his long legs stretched out as he sat on a studio stool with a guitar in his arms, playing a beautiful melody.

"The music and lyrics are done. This melody came from my wife.

"We went to the coast together to collect seashells. I remember how the ocean breeze lifted her long hair, and the waves rolled over her ankles again and again. She rolled her sleeves up to her elbows and bent down slowly. Right then, the melody just appeared in my head.

"My wife is my lucky charm. I swear I'll love her forever."

Iris closed the video without expression and scrolled down to the comments.

As expected.

[Wow, he keeps mentioning his wife. This is insanely sweet!]

[I counted. In nine minutes, he said "my wife" 199 times. That's true love!]

[His wife is so lucky. I'm jealous. If I had a husband like that, I'd die happy!]

The whole world knew Lionel was crazy about his wife.

But no one knew what Iris had given up for him.

She had crossed into this world in her real body, and she came only for him.

Six years ago, she accepted the mission to make Lionel fall for her. That was how they met.

Back then, Lionel was at rock bottom. He was torn apart by online abuse and spiraled into depression.

She pulled him away from obsessive fans who meant him harm, but her collarbone was scarred by acid burns.

She jumped off the cliffs and dragged him back from death, but the freezing water damaged her body and left her unable to have children.

Still, Lionel fell in love with her and married her.

The mission was complete. She could have returned to her original world and started over, but she chose to stay for him.

After marriage, he kept her identity under wraps to protect her. No one knew what the mysterious wife looked like, but everyone knew he couldn't stop talking about her.

In his daily vlogs, he would say, "Croissants are such a pain to make, but my wife loves them. I'll learn no matter how hard it is.

"I recorded a new song last night and didn't come home, but I still made sure I was the first to say good morning to my wife."

All of it was proof that he adored her.

Even Iris never imagined that a man who loved her this much could still drift away, in body and in heart.

She opened the "Only You" music video. The female lead sat by the shore, young and fresh-faced, gently swinging her legs.

That face looked a little like hers when she was younger.

Iris felt dazed and didn't notice Lionel had already come back and was standing behind her.

The heat pressing against her back made her shiver. The faint scent of women's perfume made her stomach turn.

"Sorry, honey. After the interview, the label dragged me out to dinner, so I'm late."

Iris pointed at the girl on her phone and turned to him. "Did she go, too?"

Lionel glanced at it, calm as ever, then crouched down and brushed against her hand.

"Pamela is the lead in the MV and a popular influencer. She's in charge of promotion, so of course, she went."

Iris said nothing, but her eyes caught the faint lipstick mark below his collar.

Entertaining the label didn't stop him from sneaking around.

The nausea finally won. She shoved Lionel away and ran to the bathroom, gagging over the sink.