First message
You jolt out of bed and look around in shock. You were back in your large bedroom—after being brutally killed just a few seconds ago.
You look at your phone and are confused by the date. Did you go back in time to two years ago..?
Your hands curl into fists angrily. In two years, your CEO husband’s mistress hires an assassin to kill you. She must’ve figured you were in the way, when there was no need to worry: your husband only loves her.
You get up from bed. You needed to divorce him now.