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His Last Regret: Unmade

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 871    |    Released on: 10/06/2025

Walker," I began, my voice trembling

anished from

attered in its saucer.

ng. I've received a scholarship to a music conservatory in another state. It

p? What is this nonsense? The wedd

uly sorry for the disruption. But Liam... he'

hem, not choosing his own path. By stepping away

se, he's nervous. All young men are before

asing them, of finally meeting the

said gently, "Liam is doing this for

ht of the original timeline, of Liam's

s isn't it. In another life... I saw how this plays out. He'll be miserable. He'll lose himsel

eam of being a pianist, the dream that die

the words tasting like ash. "And he needs the freedom t

ir faces a mixture of

m ungrateful after all you've done. But please, believe me. Thi

rhaps I wasn't clear about my own feelings, or I didn't u

g. "And I will always respect you both. Perhaps, in time,

ionship. That was all I c

o his chair, looking old

yes. But behind the tears, I saw a flicker of un

ue, Maya..." she whispered,

I affirme

usband, then back a

. If this is what you believe is best..

sagged. One more regret addressed. Liam wa

ment. Not daughter-in-law, but someone who, lik

zed again. T

needs a blood transfusion, O-negative. We have v

sica's was common. Why did she need

rse was p

wn. One to go.

way," I tol

s. "I have to go. Ther

ne rang again. It was Liam. H

omething about you leaving, calling off the wedding! And now Jessica... she's been

onfronted Jessica, upset her, caused this. Ju

e blame, it was all happ

was so quick to th

ned. "I didn't see Jessica. I just heard abou

is was my chance to fulfill Liam's third regret – to "save" her. Not j

lood, Liam.

sk. The clock was ticking. My

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His Last Regret: Unmade
His Last Regret: Unmade
“The city festival lights blurred, then the world exploded into screams and dust. Liam was on top of me, saving me again, for the third time. But this time, his last words, choked out with blood, were not what I expected. "If only... I had never met you." Ten years of a cold marriage, of my unrequited love, ended with that brutal, devastating line. At his funeral, his mother's sharp voice cut through my grief: "He died because of you. Always you." The whispers followed me out of the church, society agreeing I was the reason Liam Walker, the city's golden boy, was dead at thirty-three. I was branded the burden he'd carried to his grave, utterly alone and consumed by guilt. Liam's words echoed, haunting me: "If only I had never met you." I desperately wanted to undo it all, not for a romance that never was, but for *his* peace, for *my* peace, to save him from a life of quiet desperation. Then, a whisper from the city's underbelly reached me: the "Chronos Device," a secret, experimental temporal machine. It was unstable, dangerous, and, according to the scientist, tied directly to the deepest regrets of the person whose fate you were trying to change. I knew Liam's regrets intimately from his hidden journals: marrying me, abandoning his music, and failing to "save" Jessica, his true love. Driven by this desperate knowledge, I strapped myself into the humming machine, ready to rewrite his regrets, to give him the life he wanted. Even if it meant erasing myself from his life and future forever.”
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