Luke told me once before that it was just a regular tattoo. He didn’t get rid of it because he was afraid of the pain. But I discovered the truth in my past life. The teeth marks belonged to Riley and the tattoo served as proof of the wonderful first love they shared.
Luke was visibly displeased when he noticed I wasn’t receptive to his advances. “Summer, we’ve been together for six years. Are you going to be difficult just because of something I said on a whim?”
I shook my head and said, “You’re overthinking things. I don’t feel so good because the baby’s been moving around.”
Luke picked me up and gently laid me down on the bed. “Don’t worry. I’m here.”
His dark eyes were like bottomless pools. I’d lost count of the amount of times that I was pulled in and drowned by them.
My parents were good friends with Luke’s parents. When my parents passed away from an accident, Luke had gazed at me with the same dark eyes. “Don’t worry. I’m here. I’ll protect you,” he had told me.
The storm raged outside, accompanied by deafening claps of thunder. A shrill ringing broke through my thoughts and pulled me back to the present. When Luke answered his phone, Riley’s sobbing came echoing through the receiver.
“Luke, my stomach hurts so much. Can you come over and take me to the hospital?”
Luke’s tone was filled with anxiety when he said, “Something happened to the secretary I just hired. As her superior, I’m worried about her.”
In my past life, I didn’t know that the secretary Luke spoke of was Riley, his first love. I had only been worried about his safety since he had to travel through the storm.
There were already police and doctors on the scene, so I tried to stop Luke from leaving. I tried to reason with him that there was nothing he could do even if he showed up.
When Luke finally rushed to Riley’s side, it was already too late. Riley had suffered a miscarriage. The effects were severe and Riley could no longer get pregnant. After that incident, Luke started to loathe me.
Now that I had a chance to relive this life once more, I wasn’t going to stop him. This time, I would be the one to throw him aside. I pretended to be worried and said, “You’re a good boss. Hurry and go help her. Time is of the essence.”
Guilt flickered across Luke’s features. As he was about to leave, I called his name and stopped him.
