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Rebecca’s POVI leaned against my bedroom door after Davis left, trying to stop my tears.His concern had brought back memories I wanted to forget. For a moment, I had seen my first life so clearly that I could almost feel the cold floor beneath my body and the pain in my chest.I remembered Harper standing in front of me, laughing as she told me that Davis had never loved me.I remembered the wedding ring on my finger and all the years I had spent hoping my husband would finally look at me the way I wanted him to.I had promised myself that I would never let that happen again.Yet Davis had stood outside my door that night, offering to help me without knowing why I was crying.That was what made me angry.In my first life, I had waited years for him to notice when something was wrong. Now, he was offering me comfort before I had even explained what had happened.I wiped my face and went to the bathroom to wash it. Afterward, I returned to bed, but sleep refused to come.By morning, I

Rebecca’s POVI was reviewing my leadership notes when Davis walked into the apartment.“Has Harper contacted you?”I looked up sharply. “Why would Harper contact me?”He stopped beside the dining table.“She hasn’t contacted you?”“No, Davis. I haven’t spoken to her. What does she want?”“I don’t know. She messaged me this morning and said she needed to speak to you before I told you anything about our relationship.”My stomach tightened.Our relationship.Those two words brought back memories I had spent days trying to keep buried. I remembered Harper standing in my bedroom, looking at me as though I were a fool for believing Davis could love me.I had hoped I wouldn’t have to face her again so soon.“Are you meeting her?” I asked.“Tomorrow. I agreed to meet her, but after that message, I’m not sure what to expect.”I forced myself to look back at my notes.“You should do whatever you want.”Davis didn’t move.“Is that really what you think?”I glanced at him. “What else am I suppo

Rebecca’s POVI stared at the folded document on the table, unable to ignore the pressure building in my chest.Only minutes ago, Harper had admitted that the story I remembered from my first life was incomplete. Now, she expected me to believe that a piece of paper could explain why Davis had chosen me, why our marriage had fallen apart, and why I had died believing I was nothing more than a convenient alliance.Davis reached for the document, but I placed my hand over it.“Let me read it first,” I said.His eyes moved from my hand to my face. “Rebecca, I only want to see what it says.”“I know. But I spent my entire marriage being the last person to understand what was happening around me. I won’t do that again.”Davis went quiet. Then he pulled his hand back.“Fine. Read it first.”There was no argument, no attempt to take control. He simply moved closer so he could see the document when I opened it.For some reason, that small act unsettled me more than if he had argued.I unfolde

Rebecca’s POVI went completely still.Davis had not said he dreamed of me dying. He had not said he imagined losing me.He had said he remembered it.I stared into his eyes, and the fear I saw there made my chest tighten. For weeks, I had convinced myself that my memories belonged to a future I could change. But Davis was describing something he had never experienced in this life.Was my second chance no longer mine alone?“Davis,” Harper said, stepping closer to him. “What did you see?”He barely seemed to hear her. His eyes remained on me, as if he was waiting for me to tell him something I couldn’t say.“Tell me exactly what you remember,” I said.Davis swallowed. “Fragments. A wedding. You and me arguing. You were crying, and I knew I had done something wrong.”My fingers curled against my palms.He continued, his voice growing quieter. “I couldn’t understand what was happening. I kept trying to reach you, but you looked at me as if you hated me.”I looked away before he could re

Rebecca’s POVAevrion’s warning followed me all the way to the Browns estate.He had refused to explain everything over the phone, insisting that we needed to speak face-to-face. But the fear in his voice had already told me this was serious.Someone had approached my brother about the old records.And whoever it was knew I might start asking questions.Davis sat beside me in the car, quiet for most of the journey. He hadn’t tried to take control of the situation or tell me what I should do. He had simply offered to come with me while Harper stayed behind to search for the original sender of the message.I appreciated that, even if I wasn’t ready to trust him completely.“You’ve been quiet,” Davis said.“I’m thinking.”“About what your brother found?”“About how many people have been keeping secrets from me.”He turned toward me. “I’m sorry.”I looked at him. “For what?”“For being part of a family that seems to have made decisions about your life without telling you the truth.”His a