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Astrid Thornwell wakes up one fateful morning on her 15th birthday, finding herself back in a world that should be familiar, but feels strange and distant. After surviving a traumatic event in her future—a controlling marriage to her husband, Darian Thornwell—Astrid finds herself mysteriously transported to a time before everything changed. Yet, as the fragments of her past life begin to resurface, she is haunted by memories of her tragic marriage and the man who had once trapped her in a suffocating union. In this timeline, her mother, a constant source of warmth and love. Their bond is unbreakable, and Astrid cherishes the traditions they share, especially the comforting, symbolic family meals of spaghetti. But there’s a catch: while her mother is still by her side, the fear of losing her son if she doesn’t marry Darian looms over Astrid’s every choice. Her son, a symbol of her future, will never exist if she alters her past in any way. The silver pocket watch that her mother gave her holds a mysterious power, guiding Astrid through the moments of doubt that plague her heart. But with every passing day, Astrid wrestles with an agonizing question: can she change her fate without losing what matters most? Torn between the hope of creating a happier life and the fear of erasing the son she’s come to love, Astrid must decide if she can rewrite her destiny—or if fate has already been sealed. As Astrid grapples with the weight of her memories and her love for her son, she faces a pivotal choice: will she choose safety and let fate unfold, or will she take the risk of altering her life and challenging the course of her future, no matter the cost?
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