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Sable finally feels like she’s in the club. She thought she had pretty much
all of the pieces of the puzzle, but she had no idea how much she was
missing. Now it all makes sense; why Silveon and Audrey act and acted the
way they do and did, the kind of relationship Admiral Leithe had with
Waldemar. She knows that she still doesn’t know everything. There would be
too much to learn about the first timeline, and she doesn’t need it anyway.
She knows what Waldemar is like now, and she can act on it.
She has decided to marry him. She knows that Audrey already tried that, but
that was apparently more to protect innocent women from falling into his
orbit. That was noble, but that’s not a problem anymore. Waldemar has gotten
what he needed by being a family man. Good or bad, he maintains his
popularity on his own merits. It sounds like Audrey was simply too passive.
She evidently tried to coddle Waldemar, and long-con him into thinking that
everything she wanted him to do was his idea. It seems to have helped, but
it was clearly not enough. Sable has an advantage. She has real power, and
she is willing to use it. It will have to wait, though. She is spending time
with her mom.
The doorbell rings, which is weird, because it doesn’t normally do that at
this time. In fact, it never has at all. She must have made some minor
change to reality without realizing it. She is so focused on reliving these
moments that she doesn’t always pay attention to the butterfly effect. She
doesn’t bother with the camera. She just instructs the AI to open the door,
only to find a complete stranger on the other side of it.
“Miss Keen.” The middle-aged woman walks in. “How are you doing?”
“I’m just watching my mother...wither away,” Sable replies. “Who are you?”
The stranger nods. “A fellow traveler. The difference is, I can’t control
it. I’m here to ask you to move forward. I know it’s hard, which is why I’ve
given you your space, but girl...it’s been months. This isn’t healthy. Now,
I don’t want you to hurt me because I say that. I just want you to ask
yourself whether she would want you to keep reliving this day over and over
again, or live your life. I’m sincerely asking. I never met her.”
Sable frowns and looks down at her mom. This is the part of the day where
she’s still alive, but has become unresponsive, so the conversation is over.
She doesn’t know if Lataran can hear her, but she usually keeps talking
anyway, even though no matter what, Lataran won’t remember it when time
resets. She looks back at the woman. “How did you hijack my rewind? No one
should remember the groundhog repeats.”
“I didn’t hijack anything. I’m a choosing one, like you. It’s just
something that happens to me. I remember all timelines. As I was saying,
you’re in control here. ”
Sable doesn’t say anything. She just sighs and looks back at her mom.
“They made a movie about this. Not the one you’re thinking of; it more
closely resembles what you’re actually doing, but unlike
that character, you can turn it off whenever you want, and...every
time you refuse, you die.”
“That’s how this power works. I can only rewind upon death.”
“I know,” the woman says. “That wasn’t hard to parse. I have witnessed many
of your suicides. You like to do them public so you can see the looks on
people’s faces. That is not healthy either.” She holds out her hand as if
Sable is meant to take it. “Come on. Let’s enjoy a nice walk in the Attic
Forest, and wait for tomorrow to come.”
Sable stares at the intruder’s hand. “What happens if I kill
you instead?”
“I wouldn’t know. I try to stay alive, as I always have,” she replies.
Sable stands, and steps forward menacingly. “I do like to learn new things.”
She pulls out her knife. “Hold still. I’ll make it quick.”
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