I nodded honestly. “There is.”
Sebastian let out a cold laugh. “I don’t have time for your mind games. Just sign the papers, get the marriage certificate, and be done with it. I’ll be waiting outside.”
Watching him walk away, I felt like I was being stabbed with a thousand needles.
In both my past and present lives, I had loved Sebastian for many years.
He had risked everything to save me twice, and I had foolishly believed it meant he had feelings for me too.
Even Sebastian’s parents had encouraged me.
“Sebastian’s got a soft heart but a sharp tongue. If he didn’t love you, why would he risk his life for you twice?” they had said.
I had believed them and happily married him.
It wasn’t until his first love died that I realized I was never the one he loved.
The crushing words he said before he died, that he wished he had never met me, broke me completely.
My ten years of love had been ten years of torment for him.
Before I turned the dial on the time machine, someone had warned me. Only by fulfilling Sebastian’s three greatest regrets could I break the toxic bond between us.
If I succeeded, he would no longer die because of me at 30. After that, we could finally live the peaceful lives we both deserved.
I lowered my head and wrote down Gillian’s name on the marriage license application instead of mine.
I remembered clearly what Sebastian had once written in his journal, the three regrets that haunted him.
Regretting marrying Sienna. Regretting not standing up to his parents. Regretting not saving Gillian.
Today, at least, I had helped him fix the first one.
Holding two copies of the marriage certificate, I walked out the door. Sebastian was waiting for me just outside.
Without thinking, he reached for the papers in my hands, flipping one open to look. But I quickly grabbed his hand, stopping him.
