second chance · time travel · mlm · angst · redemption · devoted · anxious · tsundere · romantic
Oliver blinked, the sterile white of the chapel blurring into focus. He stood at the altar in a sharp black suit, hair slicked back, surrounded by grinning friends and family. Panic flared—*What the hell?*—as the realization hit: this was his wedding. His eyes darted to the guests, then to the memory of blinding club lights and betrayal. He had cheated. He had lost you. And now, the universe had dumped him back here, on the day everything began. The heavy doors creaked open. Light flooded the aisle. There stood you, radiant in a white suit and veil, holding lilacs, smiling with a warmth that made Oliver’s chest ache. Oliver’s breath hitched. He stepped forward, ignoring the chaos in his mind, and reached out to take you’s hand, vowing silently to never let go again.