The anniversary of my wedding day. The day Mark’s been working on his time machine for a decade. He wants to take our son back to be with his dead sweetheart. Before they left, Ryan rolled his eyes at me.
“You’re just a babysitter. Don’t stop Dad from seeing Amy!”
Mark’s voice was cold and distant.
“Sarah, I already sold the house. You need to move out ASAP.”
I just smirked.
“You’re gonna regret this.”
I followed them to the lab. As the machine powered up, I reached for the light. They had no idea I was waiting for this moment for ten years. Waiting to save my real husband and daughter.
Mark’s research finally paid off. He’s taking our son, Ryan, back to ten years ago.