A Different Lover In Every Life

The first time Millie loops back to the same day, she had just spent an unforgettable night with her childhood crush.

She repeats the day and makes the same choices, thinking that her first choice was the right one, only for her happily ever after to be shattered when reality sets in. Kent takes pleasure in her humiliation and shame, offering her up to his werewolf buddies who are, incidentally, so much better in bed than he is that she finds herself looking forward to their touches, making her surrender that much more depraved.

She loops back to the same day after years of the same song and dance and decides that she will go with someone else, only for Kent to kidnap her and bring her to a doctor to have the tracker inside of her removed since she didn't go with him willingly this time.

She returns to the same day again after being taken apart and put by together in all the right and all the wrong ways. This time, she is going to get help. She goes to the owner of the Sanctuary that she lives in and goes with him, but loops back not even twenty four hours later.

Will she be able to escape this endless loop or will she be trapped to repeat the same days and be victim to the same treatment over and over again?

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She drew a deep breath and stared at herself in the mirror. She wasn't going to be something that was used merely for the pleasure of men this time. She wasn't going to let Kent touch a hair on her head.

Steel in her eyes, she marched towards the office where she knew Mr. Rowan was waiting for her.

He was as perfect as she remembered him. She was early enough this time that she had caught him unprepared and he was glaring at Kent's file like it was a personal affront.

“I have lived through this day four times now, Mr. Rowan,” she said apropos of nothing. It was only once the words were out of her mouth that she realized she should have some sort of proof.

He sat up straight, his expression brighter than she had ever seen. “You've discovered your blessing,” he said, figuring out immediately what took her four lifetimes work out. “You've lived through this day four times?” he asked and then frowned. “How did you die?” he demanded.