From Coma to Clarity: A Wife's Reckoning

The screech of tires, then black.

I woke up in a void, a sterile blue screen floating before me, informing me I was Ava Miller, critically comatose, and tasked with a "Life Reformation" mission.

One hundred missions, healing me 1% at a time, fulfilled the regrets of strangers. Ninety-eight down, and I was almost free, almost back to my life, my career, my husband Liam.

Then mission 99 dropped. The client: Liam Stone. His request? To erase the public proposal that started our love story in high school. My love story.

My heart pounded, disbelieving. It had to be a cruel twist, a cosmic joke.