William kept staring at his young face in the mirror. Then everything came rushing back to him like cold water hitting his skin.
This room. This suit. This day. He couldn't believe It was his wedding day. The day his whole life turned into a horror movie.... 'What the hell am I doing here?' His thoughts raced. 'I thought I was dead.' 'Am I not supposed to be dead?' At that moment his heart started beating so fast he could hear it in his ears. This couldn't be real. People don't just go back in time, and I still remember everything that happened, every single bit of it. Things like this don't happen. Immediately William slapped himself hard across the face. The sting burned his cheek. He did it again, harder this time. The pain felt real. Sharp and clear. He wasn't dreaming. 'Is this some kind of joke?' he thought, looking around the room again. 'Did I somehow travel back twenty years to my wedding day?' William was still trying to figure out what was happening when the door opened. “Man of the moment. It's almost time.” Immediately Benjamin Lane walked in with a big smile on his face. He looked so young. So innocent. Nothing like the cruel man who would spend twenty years destroying his life. Upon seeing Benjamin, immediately William's whole body went cold. His hands started shaking, but not from fear. From rage. All those years of watching Benjamin take everything from him. All those nights and day watching, listening to Benjamin with his wife. All that pain and betrayal came flooding back. Before Benjamin could say another word, William grabbed him by the shirt and slammed him hard against the wall. Benjamin's back hit with a loud thud. “How dare you, Benjamin!” William's voice came out like a growl. His grip got tighter on Benjamin's shirt. “I picked you out of the swamp. I treated you like my brother. And you dare sleep with my wife!” Upon hearing William accusing words Benjamin's heart started beating so fast he could barely breathe. His face went pale as William pressed him against the wall. “What the hell is wrong with you, William?” Benjamin's voice came out shaky. “What are you talking about? Is this some kind of prank?” He tried to push William's hands away, but William was stronger than he remembered. “I came here to tell you everyone's ready for the wedding. How can you accuse me of something like that? what is going on, are you okay.” But even as Benjamin said the words, his heart kept pounding. Sweat started forming on his forehead. How did William know? Lydia had been so careful. So secretive about everything they did together. They only met when William wasn't around. They never left any evidence. Had someone seen them? Had someone told William? Benjamin's mind raced with more panic. William stared at him with eyes that looked like they were on fire. Blood red and full of hate. William's hands were shaking with anger. William wanted to smash Benjamin's head right into the wall. Wanted to hear his skull crack. Wanted to watch the life drain out of his lying eyes. But then William stopped himself, because he had no proof. Not yet. If he beat up Benjamin right now, Lydia would call the police. She'd say William lost his mind and attacked an innocent man. They'd throw him in jail. And then Lydia and Benjamin would have everything they wanted without even trying. There had to be a reason he came back to life. A reason he got sent back twenty years to this exact day. It wasn't so he could throw his future away by fighting these two and ending up behind bars. Then William forced his hands to let go of Benjamin's shirt. He stepped back and took a deep breath. “I was just playing with you, Benjamin, I saw something like this on a TV show, and I decided to try it out.” Then he smiled slowly. “With the look on your face I guess I'm a good actor.” The words tasted like poison in his mouth, but he said them anyway. Benjamin stood there for a few seconds, still breathing hard. His heart was still racing. But slowly, his face started to relax. Then Benjamin smiled. That same fake smile William remembered so well. Benjamin reached out and tapped William on the shoulder like nothing happened. “You scared me there for a second, man.” Benjamin laughed, but it sounded nervous. “Truly you're a good actor, you must be really excited about getting married to your high school crush. The most beautiful girl in school back then.” Benjamin's smile got wider. “What a dream come true.” William's hands turned into fists again. He wanted to grab Benjamin and throw him across the room. Wanted to make him hurt the way he'd been hurting for twenty years. But he held himself back. His jaw got tight and his teeth pressed together hard, but he stayed still. William forced a smile onto his face and nodded at Benjamin. Benjamin stayed for another minute, talking about the flowers and the guests. Then he finally left, closing the door behind him. The second Benjamin was gone, William turned back to the mirror. He still couldn't believe it. Time travel. Going back to the past. These were things that happened in books, TV shows, not real life. But here he was. Young again. Standing in this room wearing his wedding suit. About to marry the woman who would destroy him. William had no parents. His mother died when he was born. His father passed away when he was sixteen. That's why Lydia got away with everything. There was nobody to protect him. Nobody to question what she did. For twenty years, William thought the world was cruel and unfair. Thought life just hated him for no reason. But maybe he was wrong. Maybe the world had a way of making things right. Of giving people a second chance when they needed it most. William straightened his tie in the mirror. His hands moved smooth and steady now. There was no way this wedding was happening. Not today. Not ever. And besides, Lydia had already set up the car accident for tonight. The one that would leave him broken and helpless for the next twenty years. But William knew about it now. He could stop it. All he had to do was not get in that car. If he cancelled the wedding and avoided the accident, his whole future would change. He wouldn't have to suffer like before. But that wasn't enough, Lydia and Benjamin needed to pay for what they did. For what they would have done. For twenty years of torture and betrayal. And William was going to make sure they got exactly what they deserved. Starting right now, William walked toward the door with strong, steady steps.Latest Chapter
Chapter 153
Jefferson was on the verge of passing out, his vision darkening, his body going limp in William's grip, when suddenly William released him.But he did not simply let him go, he slammed him.Slammed him downward with brutal, bone-crushing force, driving Jefferson's body into the concrete surface of the basketball court.The impact was catastrophic.Jefferson's back hit the ground with a sickening thud, the sound echoing across the empty space, and his entire body seemed to compress from the force of it.His eyes went wide, bulging from their sockets, his mouth opening in a silent scream.He could feel it, he could feel something inside him break.His spine, his ribs, something fundamental and essential, something that was never meant to be damaged.He tried to move, tried to lift his arms, tried to turn his head, but nothing responded.His body would not obey.He was paralyzed, frozen in place, unable to do anything but lie there, staring up at the sky, his chest heaving as he struggle
Chapter 152
The words left Jefferson's mouth in a desperate, pleading cry, but William did not react.He did not budge, he did not speak.He simply stood there, his hand still gripping Jefferson's wrist with unrelenting pressure, his eyes locked onto Jefferson's face with a deadly, unwavering gaze.The intensity of that gaze was suffocating.It was not the look of someone who was angry, or even someone who was filled with rage.It was the look of someone who had already made a decision, someone who had crossed a line and had no intention of going back.It was cold, Calculated.Final, Jefferson could feel it.He could feel the weight of that stare pressing down on him, could feel the way his body instinctively recoiled, his muscles tensing, his breath catching in his throat.This was not a game.This was not some petty schoolyard confrontation where words and threats would be enough to resolve things.This was serious, Deadly serious.And Jefferson, for the first time in his life, felt true fear.
Chapter 151
Jefferson stopped mid-step, his body still trembling, his hand still pressed against his bleeding mouth, and he turned around slowly to face William.His expression was a mixture of pain, anger, and confusion, and when he spoke, his voice was thick with blood and distorted by the missing teeth."What the hell are you talking about?" he said, his tone sharp and defensive. "Asking me where the hell I think I am going? I am leaving, of course. What else would I be doing?"He spat more blood onto the ground, his eyes narrowing as he stared at William.William did not respond.He simply stood there, his expression calm, his posture relaxed, his eyes fixed on Jefferson with an intensity that made Jefferson's skin crawl.The silence stretched out, heavy and oppressive, and Jefferson felt his anger rising."Is it because I have decided to go easy on you?" Jefferson shouted, his voice rising in pitch, becoming more frantic. "Is that why you still have the audacity, the guts, to actually ask me
Chapter 150
Jefferson's shout echoed across the empty basketball court, his voice filled with desperation and rage as he watched his friends disappear into the distance.But they did not stop, they did not look back.They did not even hesitate.They ran as quickly as their legs could carry them, their footsteps fading into the distance until they were gone completely, leaving Jefferson alone with William.The silence that followed was heavy, oppressive, broken only by the sound of Jefferson's labored breathing and the faint rustling of wind through the trees surrounding the court.Jefferson slowly turned his head, his bloodied face twisted with a mixture of pain, anger, and defiance, and he looked up at William."So what are you going to do?" he said, his voice distorted and slurred by the blood and missing teeth, but still carrying a note of challenge. "Huh? What do you think you can do? I dare you. I dare you to raise your hand on me again. I dare you."He spat blood onto the ground, his eyes n
Chapter 149
The moment Jefferson's friend shouted, something shifted in the air.The faces of the men standing around William changed.Their expressions hardened, their jaws tightened, and they exchanged quick glances with one another, a silent agreement passing between them.They looked at William, their eyes filled with anger and indignation."How dare you," one of them said, his voice sharp and accusing. "How dare you punch him? How dare you lay your fingers on him?"And then, without waiting for a response, five of them rushed forward at once.They came at William from different angles, their movements coordinated, their intent clear.They were trying to overpower him with sheer numbers, to use their collective strength to bring him down.But it did not work.William moved with a speed and precision that caught them completely off guard.The first one to reach him swung a wild punch, his fist aimed at William's face.William sidestepped easily, his body shifting just enough to avoid the blow,
Chapter 148
Jefferson was in the middle of dribbling the basketball, his movements fluid and casual, when something caught his eye.He stopped abruptly, the ball still bouncing once, twice, before he caught it and held it against his hip.His gaze was fixed on the entrance of the private basketball court, and a slow, deliberate smile began to spread across his face."Wow," he said loudly, his voice carrying across the court with unmistakable amusement. "Look who we literally have here."The moment he spoke, everything stopped.The game that had been in full swing just seconds before came to an immediate halt.The players on the court froze mid-motion, their heads turning in unison toward the entrance.The people sitting on the bench, who had been chatting and laughing, stood up, their conversations dying mid-sentence.The entire atmosphere shifted in an instant, the relaxed, carefree energy replaced by something sharp and tense, something expectant.And there, standing at the entrance, was Willia
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