But I’d already made up my mind. I didn’t care what anyone thought of me anymore.
When I got home, I started packing for my trip to Iceland.
A few days earlier, the lab had contacted me to confirm that I wasn’t backing out of the experiment. After finalizing everything, they sent me a new identity and plane tickets, just as I’d requested.
I was still Claire Watson—but my date of birth was now five years later than my real one.
CLAIRE'S POV
The period for the cryogenic experiment was scheduled to last five years.
By the time it ended, I would be five years younger than Ethan. The thought was strange as time would pass for him, but for me, it would stand still.
When Ethan finally returned home the next day, his face was pale, his expression caught up between anger and frustration.
“Claire, I didn’t think you could be this ruthless,” he spat, slamming the door behind him.
“Madeline just got pregnant, and now she’s had a miscarriage! That was my child!” His voice cracked, filled with raw emotion. “Do you even understand how long I’ve wanted to be a father?”