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In the previous timeline, I was the secret lover of rich guy Harry Snyder for three years. He spoiled me rotten, and his marriage to Alison Hendrix was just for show. Wanting to become his official girlfriend, I posted a faceless couple photo on Instagram. Alison brought her relatives and a bunch of nosy women, dragged me into the street, tore off my clothes, and beat me until I died. Not long after I died, Alison got pregnant and had a baby. Their family lived happily ever after. Meanwhile, I became the joke everyone talked about. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the night I asked Harry for a baby. Harry lit up a cigarette and shot me a frown. "You want a baby?" Harry asked. In the previous timeline, I thought he just didn't catch what I said, and I was already daydreaming about us as a happy family of three. But now, catching the wary look in his eyes, I snapped back to reality. "I need to take my birth control. I don't want to get pregnant," I told him.