Their Regret Came Too Late

Synopsis

My husband's first love and I were swept out to sea at the same time. I barely made it out alive. When I finally saw my husband and son again, there was no joy on their faces. Only disappointment. Because it was me who survived, not her. "If we throw Mommy back into the ocean, will Ava come back instead?" my six-year-old son asked innocently. In that moment, I was done. I told the system, "Bring back their precious Ava. I'm going home." To my real home.