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Sarah Bolton's eyes flew open as a shrill woman's voice exploded in her ear. "In-laws, it's your family's good fortune that Tommy is marrying your daughter. A three-bedroom apartment as a dowry, plus a 70,000-dollar car. Isn't that reasonable?" Sarah jerked her head up. Across from her sat a woman with permed curls and a big black mole at the corner of her mouth, legs crossed, fingers tapping the table, wearing an air of entitlement. It was Maggie Irwin, the mother-in-law from her last life. Beside her sat Tommy Houston in a suit, head down, scrolling through his phone, a faint smile tugging at his lips. It was the kind of smile that said he had her right where he wanted her. Next to him was Callum Houston, feet kicked up, munching on pistachios and spitting the shells right onto the floor. While spitting, he grinned and said, "Hey, Sarah, we're family now, right? My car's getting old. How about you hook me up with a new one sometime?" It was like a thunderclap exploding in her mind. Countless fragments of memories rushed in, overwhelming her. She saw herself standing at the Houston family's door in that faded red sweater, Maggie pointing right at her nose and sneering, "You can't even give us a child, and you still have the nerve to eat here?" She saw herself kneeling on the floor, scrubbing away, while Tommy walked by with another woman in his arms. He didn't even look her way. She saw her parents, backs hunched, giving Maggie stacks of their retirement money. Her father said, "It's okay if we have to struggle, as long as our daughter is married off." She saw that final snowy night. Tommy had thrown her out, saying, "Sign the divorce papers and get out of here." She had nowhere to go.