Hours Before My Murder

Synopsis

The day before my wedding, I was murdered in my suburban home. I never saw my killer's face, not even if they were a man or a woman. They came under the guise of treating the wood in my house, sprayed an unknown powder in my face, and strangled me. As I blacked out, I saw them head straight for my bedroom and take the key to my safe. Then I opened my eyes and was thrown back two hours before the killer arrived. My suspicion fell on my fiancé; this marriage wasn't his choice. But to my shock, this time I was killed on my way to confront him. It was the same killer. They ran me over with a car and drove away. I woke again, this time five hours before the killer would ring my bell.