The Fiancé's Warning, Her Second Chance

My fiancé, Jadon, proposed on the Fourth of July. It was the perfect moment I had dreamed of since we were kids. That night, he called me on FaceTime.

But the man on the screen wasn't him. It was a version of him from five years in the future, his face hollow with regret.

He laid out a horrifying timeline of betrayal. He was sleeping with my best friend and business partner, Kimberly.

She would use his venture capital to steal my architectural firm. She would sabotage my father' s life-saving kidney transplant, leaving him to die.

And she would maliciously cause a future pregnancy to end in tragedy, murdering our unborn child.

My entire world-my love, my friendship, my future-was a lie. The two people I trusted most were plotting my complete ruin.

This broken man from the future, desperate to atone, gave me a roadmap to escape. So I drove my car off a cliff and faked my own death, determined to rewrite the story they had written for me.

Chapter 1

Elinor Flowers POV

My fiancé, Jadon, called me on FaceTime on the night of our engagement, during a spectacular Fourth of July fireworks show. He was calling from five years in the future. He showed me a devastating series of betrayals. He was cheating on me with my best friend and business partner, Kimberly. She would steal my architectural firm using his venture capital funds. Kimberly would sabotage my father's life-saving kidney transplant. A future pregnancy would end in tragedy because of Kimberly's malicious actions. The call ended abruptly, leaving me in a silent, empty room, the joyous echo of fireworks outside mocking the sudden hollowness inside me.

The dazzling display of fireworks had just reached its crescendo, painting the sky with bursts of color. Jadon had dropped to one knee. He held a small velvet box. His eyes, usually so confident, held a soft vulnerability. He asked me to marry him. My heart soared. We had been together since childhood. I always imagined this moment. It felt right, inevitable. I said yes. He slid the ring onto my finger. It sparkled under the faint glow of the city lights. We kissed, the cheers of the crowd mingling with the explosions in the sky. It was perfect. A dream.

I walked home on air, the diamond heavy on my hand. I wanted to share this joy. I picked up my phone to call Jadon. His number was already on my screen, but it was an incoming FaceTime call. I smiled, thinking he wanted to see my reaction again. I answered, a giddy laugh catching in my throat.

"Hey, you just called at the perfect time," I said, my voice bright. "I was just thinking about you. The fireworks were amazing. The proposal… it was everything I dreamed of, Jadon. I love you so much."

The screen was dark for a moment. I could only see a blurry outline. There was a pause. I thought it was