Chapter 280. In Our Second Life

LEE

I turned the tiny hourglass at the center of the time turner, chanting softly under my breath, “May 12, 1909… May 12, 1909… May 12, 1909…”

As the last word left my lips, dizziness hit me hard, as if the world had begun spinning too fast for me to keep up. Even though this was my third time experiencing it, the disorientation was no less overwhelming, and I still hadn’t gotten used to the sensation.

My vision blurred, tilting wildly as though I were being pulled through a vortex. I felt myself falling—plummeting—into a different dimension. Just like the first and second times I’d used the time turner, specifically when I traveled back to our first life, the colors around me bled into dull grays, and the familiar surroundings twisted into strange shapes, like reflections in a warped mirror.

The nausea crept up on me worse than before. Maybe it was because I hadn’t eaten in a while. I forced my eyes to stay open despite the spinning—it felt like closi