“Ethan, what if your dreams actually happened?” Isabella’s voice was barely above a whisper. “Do you believe in starting over… being given another shot?”
Ethan stayed silent.
Those strange dreams had messed with him. He’d been so caught up in them that after waking, he couldn’t tell what was real anymore.
But it wasn’t real, he reminded himself. Isabella was alive, healthy. She hadn’t died. She was running her own company now, making good money. She was doing miles better than she ever was in his dreams.
“To be honest, I’m not sure if it was just a dream or something that really happened,” Isabella said softly. “On our wedding night, I cried myself to sleep. It felt like I dreamed an entire lifetime. When I woke up, I was so out of it… I couldn’t separate the dream from reality. I cried for days afterward.”
“You know what I did after that,” she continued quietly.
“I’m sure everyone thinks I’ve changed. Natalie probably even told you I’m not myself, that I’m like someone else now. Maybe even possessed.”
Ethan pressed his lips together, then managed a small nod.
“I don’t really care if it was all in my head or not. Once I realized that if I stayed in love with you and kept fighting with Natalie, it would only end badly for me, of course I decided to change my fate.”
“Ethan, we’re already divorced. Let’s let things end peacefully. I don’t want us to end up like we did in the dream, with nothing good left between us and me dead because of it. I can’t imagine you were any happier after I died, right?”

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