All In on Love, All Out of Luck
The day before the spacecraft launch, I am anonymously reported for concealing a mental illness and lose my qualification to board.
After being confined in a psychiatric hospital for three years, my husband, Simon Bergman, who is now a decorated figure in the aerospace field, personally brings me home.
"I had no choice but to send you there. I even applied to be demoted just to bring you back. Let's just live our lives well from now on," Simon says.
Burdened by guilt for affecting his career, I spend the rest of my life carefully taking care of him and busying myself in the kitchen as a dutiful wife.
But before I die, my daughter finds the letter accusing me of having a mental condition—it is written in my husband's own hand.
She also discovers decades of correspondence between him and a deceased war buddy's widow named Charmaine Marlowe.
In those letters, he writes that to fulfill his buddy's dying wish to take care of Charmaine, he fabricates a false mental illness record and inserts it into my astronaut application. As a result, I was sent to the psychiatric hospital, and my position was taken by her.
The glass shatters, and the sharp fragments pierce me, like they are stabbing into my heart.
I was supposed to be the one to go to space. But my husband sacrificed my chance so that another woman could have it!
I die in despair.
When I open my eyes again, I am back on the day of the astronaut selection for the manned spacecraft launch.
This time, when Simon offers to help submit my application, I refuse to let him.