Turning Back Time to Save You

I smiled at Sophia gently.

"Sophia, let's look at them tomorrow. I have a surprise for you."

Her eyes rested on me, and her brows furrowed. "You're acting strange today. What is it? Have you gone crazy with happiness after marrying me?"

It was indeed something worth celebrating. At the very least, I was able to see her alive again.

I smiled. "I think you're the best person in the world. Whoever marries you will be very happy."

She scoffed coldly and turned to leave. If I had not known she did not like me, I might have thought she was just feeling bashful.

At that moment, a young couple nearby was chatting excitedly.

"Tonight, there'll be a once-in-a-century meteor shower! Legend says that couples who watch the shooting stars together will grow old together. Darling, let's go too."

My steps slowed.

I remembered that in my previous life, I had pestered her to watch the meteor shower on this same day, hoping she might fall in love with me.

Back then, her cold mockery had stung when she said, "Do you really think watching a meteor shower as husband and wife will somehow make our relationship last longer?

"By that logic, would there be no more unhappy marriages if everyone in the world watched a meteor shower? What fantasy are you living in?"

This time, I had no such expectations. However, Sophia suddenly spoke up, "I can accompany you to watch the meteor shower if you want, but forget about a honeymoon. The company's keeping me busy, and I don't have time."

I looked at her in surprise, not expecting her to bring it up, but then I understood.

Although Sophia could be sharp-tongued, she had always been kind-hearted. Otherwise, she would not have sacrificed her life to save me three times.

The first time was when we were 18 years old. I was being robbed in an alley, and she took a knife to her right hand trying to save me. The radial nerve damage she was left with meant she could never lift heavy objects again, and she could no longer play the piano.

The second time was during an earthquake. We were trapped in the rubble together, and she tricked me into consuming all the remaining food and water, giving me the chance to survive over her.

If rescue had not arrived in time, she would have died there.

The third time it happened was when she embraced me protectively when a truck came hurtling toward us. Flying glass shards pierced the back of her head, while I suffered only scratches in her arms.

Three life-saving sacrifices—how could I ever escape the trap of loving her?

Sophia did not wait for my answer and asked impatiently, "Are you going to watch the meteor shower or not?"

Coming back to my senses, I smiled at her. "Sure. Let's watch the meteor shower together tonight."

Sophia's expression finally softened as she hailed a cab.

"Let's go home first, and later we'll go to the observatory for the meteor shower."

Just then, Sophia received a phone call, and her brow immediately furrowed.

"Ethan's hand is injured. I'm going to check on him. You go home first."

I nodded. "Alright."

She looked somewhat surprised. “Aren't you always bothered by me going to see him? Why the change of heart now?"

I opened my mouth to speak, but she just laughed coldly. "I suppose it makes sense. After all, we're married now, so he's no longer a threat to you. Let me know when you get home. I'm leaving."

She got into the car and left, not seeing the disappointment and bitter smile on my face.

In truth, I had never tried to stop her favoritism toward Ethan.

Until once, Gavin, Allison, and I accidentally saw Ethan kissing a middle-aged woman. Upon further investigation, we discovered he had been kept by various wealthy older women for some time.

That was why I desperately tried to prevent Sophia from having too much contact with him. Sophia knew nothing of this, and she suffered for ten years after his death.

If I had to choose now, I would rather see her with Ethan than have her endure such torment and ultimately die for me.

After all, guilt and self-reproach could crush a person.

I sighed, went to the university to secure my guaranteed admission placement, and then returned home.