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The day I spiraled back to senior year, Roman Pierce was leaning against the classroom door, looking exactly as he did in my old life. He used that same casual, entitled tone when he asked, "Darla, Jolene wants me to help her cheat on the SATs. What do you think?" In my previous life, I had grabbed his sleeve, begging him not to do it. I told him he'd be ruined if he got caught. He listened. He went on to become the school's Golden Boy, got into the Ivy League, and eventually married me—only to leave me screaming on the floor in the middle of a traumatic labor. As I lay there dying, he just watched. "You deserve this," he had whispered. "You're the one who stole Chloe's life." This time, I didn't reach for him. I didn't even blink. "Sure," I said. "Whatever." Then I turned and walked away. He probably thinks I'm just being petty. He expects me to step in like I always do—to make his choices, take the fall, and carry the weight of his consequences. He has no idea that this time, I'm just here for the show. I can't wait to watch him ruin himself.