Chapter 1

On our tenth wedding anniversary, my husband took me to see the ocean.

We were caught in a maritime disaster.

In my dying moments, he used his last bit of strength to hold my hand.

"Thank you. I'm so lucky to have you."

Through tears, I squeezed back the hand of my dying husband. A few breaths later, I followed him into death.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back in my junior year of high school, studying day and night.

All so I could go to Harvard with him and make up for the regrets of my past life.

At the post-SAT party, he walked toward me holding roses, just like in my previous life.

"I want to tell you---I like you."

My heart swelled with sweetness as I stood up, about to say: I like you too.

But he walked past me and handed the roses to Mia, who stood beside me.

Suddenly, I understood. He had been reborn too. He had always loved Mia.

In this life, he wanted a different future.

I decided to grant him that wish.

When applying to colleges, I chose Stanford University, three thousand miles away from him, to pursue my own dreams.