My Wedding Date Was a Deadly Trap

The moment I was reborn on the beach, my buddy Liam's urgent phone call came through.

"Ethan! Where the hell are you?! The bride has been waiting for you for two hours!"

I rubbed my throbbing temples and swiped open my phone calendar with a laugh. "What are you talking about? Today's the 14th. My wedding is on the 21st. That's a whole seven days away."

"Seven days my ass!" His voice cracked. "All the guests at the hotel are about to leave! Vanessa has torn off her veil. Get over here now."

I looked up at the public screen by the beach. It clearly displayed June 14, 2026.