Chapter 2 When I opened my eyes again , sunlight poured into a warm , familiar bedroom . Morning dew sparkled on the flowers outside the window . The door creaked open . There she was - my little girl , clutching her pillow , her curls messy , her eyes half - closed . She climbed onto the bed , kissed my cheek , and whispered , " Morning , Mommy . " My throat closed up , tears spilling before I could stop them . I crushed her in my arms . She was alive . My baby was alive . This time , nothing - nothing - would touch her . I looked over at the bed . David's side was perfectly neat . He hadn't come home . And I remembered . That night Brittany had called me , sobbing , saying some guy at a bar had slipped something in her drink . She begged me to come help . But I'd been doubled over with stomach pains , sick from food poisoning . I couldn't move . So I told David to go . He'd always been the perfect husband , the one everyone admired . And Brittany - well , she'd been my best friend for over ten years . I trusted them both . What a fool I'd been . Back then David told me he didn't even like her - said she was too ambitious , too sharp . " Not like you . You're gentle . Different . " But later , they grew closer and closer . And I thought it was for my sake , so I wouldn't feel awkward . I was even glad my husband and my best friend got along . The truth ? They were screwing behind my back the whole time . And the only idiot in the room was me . In my last life , David explained that after taking her to the ER , it was too late to come home . He didn't want to wake me or Lily , so he " just got a hotel . " So considerate , right ? Now I knew it was all bullshit . But grieving wouldn't save us . 09:13 Bone - Chilling Revenge : Back to Make Them Freeze 0.6 % Chapter 2 Today was March 23rd , 2036 . Three days before the Freeze . I brushed Lily's hair , kissed her forehead . " Baby , no school today . Mommy's got a special game - we're moving . " Her eyes lit up with joy . She clapped and cheered , thinking it was just another fun adventure . I went to work immediately . Ordered a dozen small security cameras through an app and hid them in every corner of the apartment , wired up with heavy - duty batteries . I stuffed every bag of chips , box of pasta , jar of peanut butter , and bag of rice into cartons . Minimalist living had left me with almost nothing last time , and it had killed us . Not this time . I tore the thick carpet from the floor and packed it with the blankets and coats - eight giant boxes of insulation against the cold . By noon I'd called movers to haul everything across town . Not to this apartment David and I mortgaged together . No. To the house my parents left me when they died in that car crash . That house wasn't just property . It was their memory . It sat on the edge of town , quiet , far from the chaos . It would save us . Back when David pushed me to sell it - said the mortgage was killing him , said he didn't want to work so hard just to " keep up " -I almost gave in . Almost . If it hadn't been for Lily , crying that she couldn't let go of that house , I might have sold it . I fought with him for weeks , but I held my ground . And thank God I did . Because that house ... that house would keep us alive this time , Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!