A Text From Seven Years Later Dump Your Cheating Husband

This afternoon, I got a text message from seven years in the future.

The sender was me. Chloe.

I thought it was some new kind of phishing scam and muttered in disgust:

[Scammer, get a life!]

Then the other side sent a photo of an empty bottle of sleeping pills:

[I'm not a scammer, but I am definitely dying. Break up with Julian Vance. Today is the first day he cheats on you.]

[His first love is back in town. Her name is Sabrina.]

I froze.

I was just about to laugh at how ridiculous this lie was—Julian's first love was supposed to be me!

Just then, the front door clicked open.