Chapter 1

I was a hardcore sapiosexual, and my family was loaded.

So after the SATs, I effortlessly took the top spot, Henry Miller, right out from under the second-place student, Luna Scott, and I married him.

After we got married, Henry threw himself into his career.

I handled everything at home and backed him up with cash whenever he needed it.

Later, he became one of the most sought-after scientists at home, and Luna turned into his arch-nemesis.

Both of them kept popping up on the news.

During the interview, the host asked, "Mr. Miller, you've built an amazing career and have a happy family. Is there anything you regret in life?"

"Yes," Henry said.

Noticing the host's curiosity, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a high school graduation photo.

I was in that photo, and so was Luna.

I thought Henry would say his biggest regret was how badly he treated me back in high school, almost making me give up on chasing him.

But instead, he pointed at Luna, the ponytailed girl in the photo, and said, "The only thing I regret in my life is that, because I answered one extra multiple-choice question right on the SATs, we didn't end up at the same college."

When I saw that scene play out on TV, my mind went blank, and the world started spinning around me.

And the moment he looked straight into the camera, my vision went black. I blacked out on the spot.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back in high school, at the scene where I publicly confessed to him for the nth time.

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"Hey, look. Ms. Walker is about to confess to Henry again." A girl's voice came out of nowhere, loud and abrupt.

Before I could wrap my head around the fact that I'd time-travelled, a crowd had already gathered around me.

"How many times has Amelia confessed to him now? She never learns, does she?"

"Yeah, right. Henry's got Luna, his childhood sweetheart, and the second-best student in the grade. Why would he ever notice a loser like her?"

"Shh, quiet. Henry and Luna are coming this way."

The crowd instantly went silent.

Everyone turned to stare at the boy and girl walking side by side toward them.

I looked up and saw the two of them walking shoulder to shoulder, practically glued together. That sight stabbed right through my heart.

In my previous life, I kept confessing to him in front of everyone, again and again, like now.

I chose the lessons he was interested in, even though I hated them.

I ditched my family's fancy cars and squeezed onto crowded buses with him.

And I packed his lunch for three years straight.

Everyone said I was the mistress, the one trying to break up Henry and Luna.

I got discouraged, and honestly, I thought about giving up.

But every time I was ready to walk away, he'd show up right on cue. "Amelia, it's not what you think between Luna and me. I don't like you, honestly, because you're not good at studying."

Whenever Henry denied there was anything between him and Luna, it gave me enough hope to keep chasing after him.

Results day finally arrived.

Luna had an off day, ending up twenty points behind Henry.

By sheer luck, I managed to get into the same college as him.

On the day we took our graduation photo, I worked up the nerve to confess to Henry yet again.

He nodded at last.

And when Luna walked by with a sour look on her face, Henry leaned down and kissed me on the forehead on purpose.

I snuggled into Henry's arms and shot Luna a smug, victorious glance.

Right then, I thought I'd won.

I won Henry over from Luna, the second-best student in our grade.

I married Henry, and I had a happy family, which I thought was perfect.

Years later, after seeing Henry's interview, I was so upset that I had a heart attack and died. My soul stuck around on earth for seven days.

Only then did I realize how laughable that so-called victorious look of mine really was.

Henry never loved me, not from the start, not ever.

I was a spur-of-the-moment choice he made when things went south between him and Luna.

He didn't care about decades of marriage and openly admitted in that interview that the person he still regretted most in his life was Luna.

The day after I was cremated, they rushed to get married.

They moved into my house and started spending my fortune like it was theirs.

Even the son Luna always said she'd raised for thirty years was actually their secret child from way back.

And my poor daughter, who tried to stand up for me, got kicked out by all three of them.

In her despair, she took her own life by jumping off a building.

"Amelia, what kind of drama are you pulling now?" Henry said.