INICIAR SESIÓNTyler froze where he stood, and the color drained from his face while the whole lounge waited. Amber stared at him with mascara running down her wet cheeks, and her voice cracked like glass.
"Tyler, tell her the truth."
"Call them," Chloe repeated, tilting her head with a slow, teasing smile. "Or admit that you gave the necklace to her because she's the woman you really chose."
She lifted her fingers to the clasp at the back of her neck and let her voice turn soft and dangerous. "And if you can't do that, take your precious necklace back, darling, because we're done."
"No!" Tyler lunged forward and caught her hand before she could reach the clasp.
The house, the investments and the easy life he believed Chloe would hand him were all worth more to him than Amber. He is choosing the money again, and he does not even blink.
He dialed nine-one-one with shaking fingers, and when the operator answered, he looked straight at Amber and said, "I want to report a theft."
Amber slapped him across the face so hard that his head snapped to the side. "You bastard!" she screamed, and her whole body shook with rage and disbelief.
Tyler caught her wrist and shoved her back, his teeth bared. "Stop it, you stupid woman, you're ruining everything!"
"Security!" someone shouted from the doorway.
The party exploded into chaos. Amber was sobbing and cursing at the top of her lungs while Tyler tried to explain himself to the operator in a panicked whisper, and half their classmates held up their phones to film every second.
Chloe stood in the middle of it all with the crystal pendant resting against her throat. It sat exactly where she wanted it, and she folded her hands in front of her like a quiet guest at someone else's funeral.
Tyler ended the call with a ragged breath and shoved the phone back into Chloe's hand without even looking at her. Then he dropped to one knee and pulled a small velvet box from his pocket, holding it up with both hands while his eyes shone with desperation.
"Chloe, please," he begged, his voice trembling for the cameras. "I planned tonight because I want to spend my whole life with you, so don't let Amber destroy what we have."
The diamond inside the box was tiny, and the speech was almost word for word the one he had given her in her last life. Around them nobody cheered now, and a few of the girls lowered their phones and looked away.
Chloe gazed down at him and let the silence stretch until it hurt. Kneel a little longer, Tyler. You owe me every second of it.
"I need time," she said at last, her voice soft and fragile. "If you ever really loved me, you will give me that."
Tyler's mouth opened to argue, but every camera in the room was aimed at his face. He forced a broken smile, and his hand shook around the little box. "Of course, babe. Take all the time you need."
Chloe turned and walked out with her back straight and her red dress swaying.
She did not run until she reached her car, and then she dove into the driver's seat and slammed the door behind her.
Her whole body trembled as she locked every door, and she clutched the pendant with both hands. The chain had left a thin cut across her palm from the struggle with Amber, and a line of blood slid across the crystal.
The pendant flashed.
The hotel parking lot vanished around her. Chloe found herself standing inside a silent space, with an enormous empty warehouse stretching in front of her and dark, endless land beyond it.
For several seconds she could only stare with her lips parted, her heart pounding in her ears. Then the laughter bubbled up from deep in her chest and spilled out of her, wild and shaky and free.
In her last life, Tyler and Amber had used this very space to steal everything she collected and leave her outside to die. This time Tyler had paid back part of her money, paid for his own humiliation and broken his secret lover in front of the whole class, and then he had placed the space in her hands himself.
The apocalypse was coming in twenty-four days, and Chloe wiped her wet eyes and lifted her chin.
"Come and get me, end of the world, because this time I'm ready."
Tyler froze where he stood, and the color drained from his face while the whole lounge waited. Amber stared at him with mascara running down her wet cheeks, and her voice cracked like glass."Tyler, tell her the truth.""Call them," Chloe repeated, tilting her head with a slow, teasing smile. "Or admit that you gave the necklace to her because she's the woman you really chose."She lifted her fingers to the clasp at the back of her neck and let her voice turn soft and dangerous. "And if you can't do that, take your precious necklace back, darling, because we're done.""No!" Tyler lunged forward and caught her hand before she could reach the clasp.The house, the investments and the easy life he believed Chloe would hand him were all worth more to him than Amber. He is choosing the money again, and he does not even blink.He dialed nine-one-one with shaking fingers, and when the operator answered, he looked straight at Amber and said, "I want to report a theft."Amber slapped him acros
For one long second nobody in the lounge moved, and the soft music from the lobby sounded strangely loud.Tyler's hands were still on Amber, and her fingers were still tangled in his hair, and they only broke apart because the opening door had startled them.The champagne bottle slipped from Ryan's grip and thumped onto the carpet.Tyler shoved Amber off his lap so fast that she tumbled to the floor with a yelp."Chloe, wait!" He rushed toward her with his shirt half open and his hands raised. "This isn't what it looks like."Chloe stepped into the room last, and her face held anger but no heartbreak. The woman who had loved Tyler enough to forgive anything had died outside her parents' house, and the one standing here only needed them to keep lying. Go on, dig the hole a little deeper."Then tell me what it is," Chloe said, folding her arms with a cool, patient look."She kissed me." Tyler jabbed a finger at Amber without a moment's hesitation, his eyes wide and wounded. "I was tryin
Chloe checked her phone before she stepped out of the car, and the date on the screen told her it was twenty-four days before the apocalypse.The latest supplies had reached the warehouse, Tyler had repaid another part of the loan, and he had even paid for the hotel party with his own money.The contractor had finished reinforcing the basement door that morning, and the water tanks would arrive tomorrow. He paid for every brick of his own humiliation, and he does not even know it yet.The Grandview lobby was warm and gold, with polished floors and soft music floating through the air. Chloe found Tyler in the private lounge beside a table crowded with flowers, champagne and wrapped gifts.He wore a dark suit and the watch Chloe had given him last year, and his neck was bare.He had worn the necklace on the morning she came back, so now it could be in his pocket, at his apartment or with Amber, and Chloe did not guess. She only watched."Wow." Tyler shot up so fast he nearly knocked ove
The next payment arrived two days later, fifteen thousand dollars, and Chloe moved it straight into a new account that Tyler could never touch.The money covered the deposit on a warehouse on higher ground outside Crestwood, along with the first big delivery of bottled water, preserved food, medicine, batteries and protective clothing.The warehouse owner had demanded six months of rent in advance. In her old life, Chloe would have worried about wasting money.Now she remembered the empty taps, the dark streets and the pharmacies stripped bare within two days of the superstorm. Waste is what happens to people who get caught unprepared.Every morning she ran with a loaded backpack and practiced swinging the short-handled axe she had used before her death. She was still too slow, and her arms still burned and shook after a few minutes.But she had twenty-five days, and she meant to use every one of them.Her phone rang while she was checking the supply order, and the screen showed the G
Tyler repaid ten thousand dollars within three days, and Chloe was not fooled for a second. He was not paying because he felt guilty. He was paying because he was afraid she might walk away before he squeezed out the rest of her money.The moment the transfer landed, she picked up her phone and called the bank. "I want to freeze the supplementary card on my account," she said, her voice calm and steady. "Please remove Tyler Reed as an authorized driver on my car as well."She changed every password he might have guessed, and by the time she hung up, every easy door he had into her life was shut. Let him knock now, like the stray dog he is.Her phone rang less than an hour later."Chloe, what the hell is going on?" Tyler's voice shook with rage. "My card got declined in front of a whole store!""My card," Chloe corrected, her tone sweet as honey while she studied her nails."Amber and I were buying something important, and do you know how embarrassing that was?"Amber and I. He said it
The blood on Chloe Martin's hands was not her own, and the rain kept washing it down her wrists as she sprinted the last block toward the shelter. Her backpack was packed so tight with antibiotics, bandages and surgical needles that the zipper barely held.She had fought through three blocks of undead to reach the pharmacy on Fifth and Harper. The shelter had once been her parents' house, and she had paid for every lock, tank and can of food inside it.She wrapped both hands around the steel handle and pulled with all her strength, but the door did not move."Tyler!" Her scream tore her throat raw, and she slammed her shoulder into the metal. "Open up! I got the medicine, I got everything!"The intercom clicked, and Tyler's voice came through, flat and cold."I can't let you in, Chloe."Her mouth fell open, and the rain ran into it. He is joking. He has to be joking."A horde is coming from the east side! Open the door right now!""I told you I can't."Chloe pressed her forehead to th







