Adrian had a dream.
In the dream, he returned to that moment when Sophia had sent him the message.
But this time, he turned off his phone and pulled the woman beside him into a tight embrace.
He said, "Elena, thank you for staying by my side these past three years. Let's get married. This isn't a spur-of-the-moment thing. I want to spend the rest of my life with you."
He watched as the dream version of Elena slowly nodded.
He felt a joy beyond anything he'd ever felt.
"Elena..." he murmured.
Then, the dream shattered abruptly.
A searing pain in his chest yanked him back to cold reality.
His eyes opened to the ceiling, the steady blip of monitors filling his ears.
Regret coiled around his heart like venomous vines, more agonizing than any blade wound.
'So, I had a choice back the
