“If I could go back in time, I’d never love him again.”
After my regression, I married my ex-husband a second time for one reason only—my child.
This second life was a miracle I never expected. Unlike my past self, who was starved for affection, I chose this marriage with a single-minded goal: to see my baby once more.
“Stay married to me for just one year.”
In exchange, I agreed to help him uncover the truth behind the incident from ten years ago.
I thought we were nothing more than a couple bound by a contract—spouses in name only. But then…
“There’s no need for us to actually spend the night together—”
“But I want to.”
This time, he was different.
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