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I woke up in a different life, only to find Tyler Greene holding out divorce papers. His voice was cool, almost detached. "Mia, Alice is pregnant. She wants a real title. Let's end this. Tell me what you want. I'll pay." It was our seventh anniversary. He'd been gone all night, and the first thing he did when he walked back in was ask for a divorce. He said he'd found his true love. I looked at his sharp, familiar face, momentarily dazed. In my last life, I stabbed him with a fruit knife, shredded the papers, and we spent a decade tearing each other apart. I eventually spiraled into schizophrenia. One day, hallucinating on the bridge, I drove off the edge and drowned. Now, standing between what was and what is, I took the papers again—calm, empty. "I want seventy percent of our marital assets," I said, "and fifty-one percent of LoveMia Group."