This Time, I Played Differently
My mother-in-law, Eleanor, was having a heart attack, and my husband, Ben Dover—a heart surgeon—was the only one who could save her.
Did I call him? Nope. I just stood there, watching her gasp like a fish out of water.
In my last life, I'd begged Ben to come save her. He brushed me off, accusing me of interrupting his time with his mistress, Ima Schit. No matter how much I pleaded, he wouldn't come.
Eleanor had died in the hospital.
And when Johnny, my father-in-law, demanded answers, Ben flipped the script, saying I'd never even called. He made Eleanor's death my fault.
Johnny, blinded by grief and fury, killed me.
But plot twist—I woke up. Right back to the day this circus started.
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