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My husband wanted to dig up our dead daughter's ashes to ease his mistress's nightmares. I threw myself on the grave and fought with everything I had. Blood poured from my mouth. The system chimed. Charge complete. Time jump ready. This time, I'm taking her with me. After the mission failed, I became the impeccable Mrs. Vance. I no longer hysterically drove away every one of Dominic Vance's mistresses. I even took the initiative to bring Maeve Hayes, the one he could never forget, back into our lives. I stopped riding my son Justin about his grades, and I silently stood by as he dropped out of school to chase his "artistic dreams" with Maeve. I abandoned my true self and became exactly what they always wanted me to be. All I had to do was wait quietly for the system to take me away from this world the moment the New Year's bells rang. But with only three days left in the countdown, Dominic and Justin threw themselves in front of me, eyes red and swollen, begging me to go back to the way I was before. *** Three months ago, Dominic locked me in the attic yet again. As the last sliver of light was swallowed by the dark, my nyctophobia flared up. My breath hitched, growing shallow and frantic, and my palms were instantly drenched in a cold sweat. This was an old struggle of mine, and Dominic knew it better than anyone. During our first year of marriage, I woke up in the middle of the night to find him gone. Trembling, I curled up in a corner, terrified. He held me in his arms and soothed me all night long. Back then, he told me, "Callie, I'm never going to leave you alone in the dark." Now, it was his favorite way to punish me. It was on that very day that the system officially declared my mission a total failure. But unlike its usual mechanical tone, the system's voice this time carried a touch of human-like fury. It told me I had done more than enough, that the failure wasn't my fault—it was theirs for not being worthy of being my family. It said it had applied for
