So I didn’t do what I did in my past life-nagging them, insisting on makingvender sachets and herbal pillows for everyone.


    Instead, I just said casually, “I know you don’t want them. These are for little Anne.”


    Henry looked totally confused.


    Sure, I’d been strict with him sometimes, but I’d always spoiled him rotten.


    Usually I’d give him first dibs on everything good.


    He pouted. “Anne’s not even a good kid. She’s totally disrespectful to teachers! Why would you make stuff for her?”


    Anne was one of the few kids in town who wasn’t obsessed with Emma.


    Which meant she got the cold shoulder treatment at school.


    teally, she’d never done anything to disrespect Emma.


    he just liked me better.


    he always said I smelled nice.


    ike flowers and sunshine.


    eah, there was a time when William would bury his face in my neck and say I had this amazing “life force” about me.


    ut in the end, he chose Emma and her department store perfume instead.


    few days ago, I noticed Anne’s pale little arms were covered in mosquito bites, so I promised to make her some bug repellent sachets.


    That my husband and son didn’t want, someone else would appreciate.


    kept my stitching steady, not looking up. “I’ll make them for whoever I want.”


    enry got pissy. “You’re being mean! I’m gonna go find Aunt Emma! She’s taking me to that fancy restaurant in town to teach me proper table


    is eyes lit up with spite.


    Mommy, you’ve never even eaten at a real restaurant, have you?”


    didn’t even lift my head.


    Nope, never have. Go ahead.”


    le was like a boxer throwing punches at air, totally baffled about what had changed.


    n my past life, I was always jealous of Emma, trying to tag along whenever she took Henry anywhere,


    When I was giving birth to Henry, nearly dying in the process, I grabbed William’s hand and gasped, “Save… save the baby.”


    For years after that, I thought my child mattered more than my husband.


    Turns out Henry was the one who delivered the final blow.


    After Henry stomped off, throwing looks back over his shoulder, William came over to me.


    “Lucy, are you mad at me?”


    “If you’ve got issues with me, take it up with me. Leave the kid out of it.”


    “We’re leaving first thing tomorrow. Let’s not make this ugly for everyone.”


    Ugly for everyone?


    I felt a bit dazed.


    After they left in my past life, I never had another happy day.


    And now he had the balls to tell me not to “make this ugly.”


    That day, just like in my past life, William’s mother dragged herself here despite her failing health, desperate to see her long-lost son.


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    She let out this piercing scream.


    ‘Monster! Monster! Get away from him!”


    froze.


    knew I wasn’t some beauty queen, knew the Winchester family probably thought I wasn’t good enough, but I never expected this level of hostility.


    he family members sighed and looked at William apologetically. “Ever since you disappeared, her mind… she hasn’t been right.”


    Villiam might not have recovered his memories yet, but blood calls to blood. His face crumpled with grief.


    ut here’s the kicker-she absolutely adored Emma.


    he pulled Emma close, all warmth and affection.


    Darling, you came back to us.”