Chapter 3The One I Came Back For

"Elara, who the hell are you calling 'husband'?"

Ethan's voice was sharp, angry. "Are you really pulling this stunt again?"

He was right. In my first life, I'd constantly tried to make him jealous by flirting with other guys.

This time, though, it was with Kai. The one person Ethan truly despised.

I just cried harder, clinging to Kai. "You're alive, you're alive, you're alive..."

I couldn't believe it. My hands fumbled with the hem of his shirt, trying to get under it. I had to check. I had to know the scar, the one that killed him, wasn't there.

Kai completely freaked out.

"Whoa! What the hell are you doing?!"

"Let me see!" I sobbed. "Take off your shirt, let me see!"

His face went from red to purple. "I'm not a stripper!"

"Please, Kai, I have to see... please..."

He was frozen, his hands hovering in the air. Finally, he hissed, "Fine! Just... wait 'til we're not in the damn hallway, okay?!"

Ethan looked at us, his face a mask of pure disgust.

"Elara, you're a mess. Have some self-respect."

He turned and left. The crowd broke up.