

Proehtx In Flanne
In the twenty-first century, Eve passed away suddenly. She was framed and married to Wilder after moving to the 1980s. After being ridiculed by her husband and sister, Chloe, she decided to start her own business and lose weight! Finally, she had a successful career and a happy family!I woke up to the smell of cigarette smoke and hairspray—the kind that clung to the air like regret. The clock read 1983. Not possible. But there it was: a rotary phone, a CRT TV, and a wedding ring I didn’t remember agreeing to.
Wilder’s voice cut through the haze. “Stay skinny this time, Eve. Last wife lasted longer.” He didn’t even look up from his newspaper. Chloe snickered from the doorway, sipping coffee like she’d won a prize.
My reflection in the hallway mirror was unrecognizable—soft, silent, ashamed. But something flickered behind my eyes. A memory of who I used to be.
That night, I found blueprints in Wilder’s briefcase—buildings I knew would collapse. Knowledge from my old life surged back. I could warn him. I could play along. Or I could use it to start over—this time, on my terms.
