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This is my 10,000th death. Ten minutes before my wedding, I collapse in the bridal suite, again. The white gown is soaked in blood. The silver fruit knife embedded in my chest? I handed it to Lucien myself, smiling as he peeled an apple for me. "Zoe, you're breathtaking today," he whispered. Then the blade pierced my heart. As my vision fades, the door bursts open. Vivian steps in, grinning as she pries the knife from Lucien's shaking hands: "Sorry, sister. He's mine now." I wake, again, with ten minutes left. This time, I'll trace the knife. This time, I'll make them bleed.