“Josh.”
His name left my lips before I could stop it.
Ezekiel's expression didn't change.
“Yes.”
I stared at him.
“But that's impossible.”
“Apparently not.”
“You said he didn't remember.”
“I said he didn't remember in the last timeline.”
My heart pounded.
“Then what changed?”
“You did.”
I shook my head.
“That doesn't make sense.”
“It doesn't have to.”
He stepped away from the window.
“Not everything about the reset follows the rules you think it does.”
I looked at him.
“Then tell me the rules.”
He smiled bitterly.
“If I knew all the rules, we wouldn't be here.”
I hated that answer.
“Where is Josh?”
Ezekiel hesitated.
“I don't know.”
“Then how do you know he remembers?”
“Because he contacted me.”
My heart stopped.
“When?”
“Three days ago.”
“And you didn't tell me?”
“I didn't know if I should.”
“Why?”
“Because the last time he remembered…”
He stopped.
“What happened?”
He looked at me.
“He tried to find you.”
My chest tightened.
“And?”
“He found you.”
I waited.
“What happened?”
Ezekiel's voice became quiet.
“You chose him again.”
I swallowed.
“Then what?”
“You forgot me.”
The room became silent.
I didn't know what to say.
Ezekiel looked away.
“Not completely.”
“What does that mean?”
“You remembered me as someone you used to compete with.”
I stared at him.
“But not…”
“Not this.”
He pointed between us.
“The reset.”
The memories came rushing back.
The classroom.
The rankings.
The rivalry.
The debates.
The strange familiarity.
The notebook.
Josh.
Michael.
Everything.
I looked at Ezekiel.
“So this has happened before.”
“Yes.”
“How many times?”
“Enough.”
“That's not a number.”
“I stopped counting after seven.”
I froze.
“Seven?”
He nodded.
“Seven resets.”
My mouth went dry.
“And every time…”
“You choose someone.”
“Josh?”
“Usually.”
“Usually?”
He looked at me.
“Sometimes me.”
I couldn't breathe.
“And Michael?”
His expression changed.
“Never.”
That hurt more than I expected.
“Why?”
“Because Michael is always the consequence.”
---
I sat on the edge of my bed.
Seven resets.
Seven lives.
Seven versions of me.
And every single time, something went wrong.
“What happens if I choose you?”
Ezekiel looked at me.
“You don't want to know.”
“Tell me.”
“You become happy.”
I frowned.
“That sounds like a good thing.”
“It isn't.”
“Why?”
“Because Michael disappears.”
I closed my eyes.
Again.
Michael.
Always Michael.
The person I was trying to save.
The person who seemed to exist only when the right circumstances happened.
“So the equation always needs someone to lose.”
Ezekiel nodded.
“That's what we thought.”
“We?”
“Me and Josh.”
My eyes opened.
“You and Josh worked together?”
“Not at first.”
“What happened?”
“We were both trying to figure out the reset.”
I stared at him.
“Josh knew?”
“He remembered before I did.”
That surprised me.
“You said you stopped counting after seven.”
“I did.”
“But Josh…”
“Josh was there for the first.”
I frowned.
“The first reset?”
Ezekiel nodded.
“He was the first person who realized something was wrong.”
“What did he do?”
He looked at me.
“He tried to break the equation.”
“How?”
“He chose you.”
I swallowed.
“And that caused the reset.”
“Yes.”
“Then why would he do it again?”
“Because he loved you.”
My heart stopped.
The room felt smaller.
Ezekiel looked at me.
“That's the part you never remember.”
“What?”
“Josh always chooses you.”
---
I couldn't sleep.
Again.
I lay in bed staring at the ceiling.
Josh.
Seven resets.
Seven choices.
Seven versions of my life.
And every time, he chose me.
I didn't know whether to feel loved or terrified.
I opened my notebook.
Nothing.
I whispered:
“Show me.”
The pages moved.
A new image appeared.
Not words.
A memory.
A church.
Three Sundays ago.
But this time...
I wasn't the only one standing there.
Josh was watching me.
He looked confused.
Then the memory changed.
Another Sunday.
Another Josh.
Another Elle.
Then another.
Different clothes.
Different years.
Different versions of us.
But the same eyes.
The same smile.
The same choice.
Josh choosing me.
I covered my mouth.
“No…”
The notebook closed.
Then opened again.
One sentence.
LOVE IS THE CONSTANT.
I stared.
“What does that mean?”
Another sentence appeared.
JOSH ALWAYS FINDS YOU.
My heart broke.
Because suddenly, the title made sense.
The equation wasn't unsolved because I couldn't decide which boy I loved.
It was unsolved because love itself was changing the variables.
---
The next morning, I went to school.
Ezekiel was waiting.
“You saw it.”
I stopped.
“How did you know?”
“Your face.”
I walked toward him.
“Why didn't you tell me?”
“You wouldn't have believed me.”
“I believe you now.”
He looked at me.
“That's dangerous.”
“Why?”
“Because once you believe me…”
He looked toward the school entrance.
“You'll start questioning everything.”
I frowned.
“Maybe I should.”
He smiled.
“Maybe.”
We walked together.
For the first time, it didn't feel like we were rivals.
It felt like we were partners.
Two people carrying the same secret.
But something was different.
People were staring.
Whispers followed us.
I looked around.
“What?”
Ezekiel frowned.
“Don't know.”
A girl walked past us.
Then another.
They whispered.
“That's her.”
“She's the girl…”
I looked at Ezekiel.
“What are they talking about?”
He didn't answer.
“Ezekiel.”
He stopped.
“Don't react.”
“Why?”
He looked toward the school gate.
And my heart stopped.
There was a boy standing there.
Older.
Different uniform.
Hands in his pockets.
Looking directly at me.
I knew him.
Even from that distance.
Josh.
---
My entire body froze.
He wasn't supposed to be here.
Not yet.
Not in this timeline.
But he was.
And he was staring at me like he had been looking for me for years.
Ezekiel stood beside me.
“Don't go.”
I couldn't hear him.
Josh started walking toward us.
One step.
Two.
Three.
Every step felt like a memory.
I remembered the church.
The first crush.
The second Sunday.
The third.
His smile.
His hand.
The future.
The reset.
Everything.
Josh stopped in front of me.
He looked at me.
For several seconds, he said nothing.
Then—
“Hi, Elle.”
My eyes filled with tears.
“Josh…”
He smiled.
“You remember.”
I shook my head.
“I…”
He stepped closer.
“You don't.”
I froze.
He looked at Ezekiel.
Then back at me.
“You remember pieces.”
My heart pounded.
“How are you here?”
He smiled.
“Because you brought me back.”
“I didn't.”
“Yes.”
He looked at my notebook.
My blood went cold.
“You did.”
Ezekiel stepped forward.
“Josh.”
Josh looked at him.
“You're still protecting her.”
Ezekiel's jaw tightened.
“You know what happens if she follows you.”
Josh laughed quietly.
“And you know what happens if she follows you.”
Silence.
I looked between them.
“What are you talking about?”
Neither answered.
“Tell me!”
Josh looked at me.
“Ask him.”
He pointed at Ezekiel.
“Ask him what happened the last time you chose him.”
My heart dropped.
I looked at Ezekiel.
“Is that true?”
He said nothing.
“Ezekiel?”
Still nothing.
Josh smiled sadly.
“That's why he doesn't want you to remember.”
I stepped back.
“What happened?”
Ezekiel finally spoke.
“You died.”
Everything stopped.
“What?”
Josh looked away.
Ezekiel's voice trembled.
“The last time you chose me…”
He swallowed.
“You died.”
---
I couldn't breathe.
The world around me became distant.
People were walking.
Talking.
Laughing.
But I heard nothing.
Only one sentence.
You died.
I looked at Ezekiel.
“When?”
“The last reset.”
“How?”
He shook his head.
“I don't know.”
“Then how?”
“You were trying to break the equation.”
“What did I do?”
“You tried to save Michael.”
My heart tightened.
“And?”
“You succeeded.”
I stared at him.
“Then why did I die?”
He looked at Josh.
Josh answered.
“Because the equation corrected itself.”
I shook my head.
“No.”
Josh stepped closer.
“Elle…”
“No!”
I backed away.
“I don't want this.”
Josh looked at me.
“Neither did I.”
I looked at him.
“What do you want?”
He was silent.
Then he said:
“I want you to stop.”
“Stop what?”
“Choosing.”
My heart sank.
“I can't.”
“You can.”
“No.”
“You're not listening.”
“I have to save Michael.”
Josh shook his head.
“You can't save him by destroying yourself.”
“I have to try.”
He looked at me with sadness.
“That's what you always say.”
I froze.
“Always?”
He nodded.
“Every reset.”
He smiled faintly.
“That's why I remember you.”
I whispered:
“Why?”
“Because you're the only constant I can't forget.”
---
Ezekiel suddenly grabbed my arm.
“Elle.”
I turned.
“What?”
“Look at the notebook.”
I pulled it out.
The page was changing rapidly.
JOSH — 81%
EZEKIEL — 51%
MICHAEL — 6%
I stared.
Michael.
Six percent.
The number was rising.
Then—
7%
8%
9%
I looked at Josh.
“What is happening?”
He smiled.
“You're changing the equation.”
“How?”
“Because this time…”
He looked at Ezekiel.
“You haven't chosen yet.”
My heart stopped.
“What?”
Josh continued.
“In every previous reset, you chose one of us before you understood the equation.”
He pointed at the notebook.
“But now you're aware.”
Ezekiel nodded.
“That changes everything.”
I looked at both of them.
“So I can save Michael?”
Josh didn't answer.
“Josh.”
He looked at me.
“Maybe.”
“Maybe?”
“There's one problem.”
“What?”
He looked directly into my eyes.
“The equation isn't asking you to choose between us anymore.”
The notebook suddenly flashed.
The three names disappeared.
Josh.
Ezekiel.
Michael.
All of them vanished.
Only one name remained.
ELLE
Then underneath it:
VARIABLE: UNKNOWN
I stared.
“What does that mean?”
Ezekiel looked terrified.
Josh whispered:
“It means the equation has finally realized…”
He looked at me.
“You're the one changing everything.”
The notebook closed.
And for the first time since the reset began—
I wasn't afraid of the equation.
I was afraid of myself.
Because maybe the biggest mystery wasn't which boy I would love.
Maybe it was what I would become...
if I stopped letting the equation decide for me.
And somewhere deep inside my mind—
a memory that wasn't mine whispered:
The third variable is coming.