Amara woke up with a start.The sun streamed through the blinds, and everything smelled like her childhood bedroom—clean sheets, faint perfume of flowers from the windowsill. Her heart raced.It should have been impossible. She should have been… gone.But here she was. In her own body. Three years younger, untouched by the mistakes that had cost her so much.And the first thing she realized? She had a second chance.She laughed softly, bitter and thrilled. “Well… let’s see how differently this life can go.