She was forced to die by her wife's childhood friend, and she regretted it.

The seventh day after I was driven to my death by Seraphina’s childhood best friend, she was filled with regret.

Everyone praised her unwavering devotion to me.

Only I knew that, in this new life, she still let her childhood friend, Damian, replace me as the Principal Musician, a spot I'd fought so hard to earn.

“Asher, just wait a little longer. Next time we’re reborn, I’ll make it up to you, okay?”

I shook my head, a small smile playing on my lips. “No need.”

Later, the imperious CEO Seraphina came to me, her eyes red-rimmed, begging.