I checked the time—there were still a few hours left. I finished my bread and milk, which I had eaten nine hundred and ninety-nine times. By now, it had lost its taste. After eating, I habitually tidied up the house, then packed all my belongings, leaving only a photo frame of me and Monica. It was from our third anniversary.

She was holding me, her head resting on my shoulder, smiling happily.

I remembered her saying that day:"With me here, you'll always be safe. No danger will come to you."I joked back,

"What if it's you bringing the danger?"She half-jokingly replied,

"I can reverse time. I can correct any mistake I make. I saved you once, and I can save you for a lifetime."I hugged her with a smile and said,

"Okay, I'll protect you forever, so you can save me for a lifetime."Looking back,

I realize now that the promises made during the honeymoon phase are not to be taken seriously. When she stabbed me again and again to save Adam, I knew our relationship had reached its end. Perhaps her ability allowed her to correct any mistake she made, but that was for others.

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If I had been like any ordinary person, knowing nothing, maybe I would still love her now. But I am also thankful. Otherwise, I would have been kept in the dark my whole life.I took the photo out of the frame and tore it in half, placing her half back.

I erased the last trace of myself in this home. Finally, I lay on the sofa, savoring the last bit of the home's scent with Monica. I didn't want to fall into the endless loop again. This time, I wanted to help Monica. She had saved me once. I would help her save her childhood friend to repay her kindness. At the same time, it would free me.

Three hours later, I took my suitcase and went to the garage. I drove to Adam's company building. Monica was pacing back and forth at the entrance, looking very anxious. Adam's phone would be off today, and no one could reach him. When Adam arrived at the company and got out of the car, it would explode immediately.

There was a bomb planted under the car. In the past nine hundred and ninety-nine attempts, Monica had tried countless methods but had never managed to save him. As soon as Adam died, Monica would reverse time again. If only Monica had thought things through more and investigated the situation thoroughly, she could have saved him.

Maybe this is what they call being swept away by love...Seeing Monica at the entrance, unprepared, I knew that in a few hours she would go back to noon today again. I parked my car and walked towards her. Seeing me, Monica was stunned, a hint of panic flashing across her face.

"You... Why are you here?" she asked.

I handed her a jacket and said, "You forgot it's going to rain today. It will get cold. I brought you a jacket so you wouldn't catch a cold."

She took the jacket, a bit guilty, and said, "Th... Thank you.