Liana's POV
I woke up at six and knew immediately I wasn't going to work.
It was not a decision exactly. More like a fact my body had already made while I was sleeping.
The last day of the one month window. The day that in my first life had been the day everything ended.
I lay still in Raphael's bed and looked at the ceiling.
The city outside was doing its early thing. Quiet still. The kind of morning that hadn't committed to being anything yet.
I picked up my phone. Opened the work email app. Stared at it. Closed it.
I could feel the tension in my own body the way you felt the weather a low, persistent pressure sitting in my chest and my shoulders and the back of my jaw where I'd apparently been clenching my teeth in my sleep.
Today was the day.
In my first life I had gone to wor
