This is our newest story. It is based during Christmas. We hope you like this one.

Co-written by RatedrKjErIcHo.

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Eliana Mizanin sat in her Boston apartment waiting for her husband to get home. She had called his hotel room while he was out of town and his associate, Maryse, answered the phone. She knew he was cheating on her with Maryse and now she was going to confront him. She had all the lights off with the exception of the lighted Christmas tree that Eliana loved. She turned as she heard the key in the lock.

"Why are you sitting in the dark?" Mike Mizanin asked when he walked into the apartment and sat his bags down.

"I was waiting for you so we could talk." She said turning on a lamp near her.

"I'm tired Eliana. Can it wait until morning?"

"I called your room."

"When?"

"Last night. Maryse answered. What was she doing there?"

"She's helping me close the book deal for Mick Foley. She is my associate."

"But why would she be in your room at ten at night?"

"Eliana."

"You're cheating on me."

"No. I'm not."

She got up from the sofa. "I'm not stupid."

"I'm not cheating."

"But did you want to?" She asked looking at him. He didn't say anything. She got on her jacket and hat. "I just need some time away from you right now. I can't look at you."

She quickly left before he could say anything else. She walked out of the apartment building and down the street.

Mike stood there for a minute thinking about what just happened. Yes he had been tempted by Maryse but he stopped himself before it went anywhere. Not that Maryse hadn't' tried but he realized he couldn't do that. He quickly put on his coat and headed out. He had to find Eliana and explain.

Eliana walked down the street near the apartment building when she saw the dog of her neighbor, Mrs. Stevens. "Lola?" She said calling to the dog. "Lola!" She said as the dog ran. She followed and continued to call the dog.

Mike walked down the street and finally saw Eliana. She was getting ready to cross the street. He saw the car coming at her. "Eliana!"

She turned to where he was and before she knew it, the car was coming at her. Mike watched in horror as the car made contact with her. He rushed to her side as the car drove on.

"Eliana?" He said as he took out his phone and dialed 911.

Mike sat in the waiting room waiting on news of Eliana. She had to be okay. He couldn't lose her not like this. Not with the fight hanging over his head. He looked up as the doctor walked out.

"Is my wife okay?" He asked.

"Mr. Mizanin, let's go talk." Dr. Justin Gabriel said. They walked to a nearby exam room. "I'm sorry Mr. Mizanin. We did our best but we're out of options. I think you should say your goodbye. She isn't going to make it. I'm so sorry."

Mike couldn't believe it. He looked at the doctor. "There's nothing you can do?"

"No, I'm sorry." He replied. "I can take you to her."

Mike nodded and followed the doctor into a room where Eliana was hooked up to an IV and heart monitor. Mike took her hand.

"I'm so sorry." he said just before the heart monitor went flat. The doctor rushed in but there was nothing to be done.

"I'm sorry." Justin said to him. Mike stood there in shock. She was gone and he never had a chance to say he loved her.

Mike sighed as he walked to the apartment building and tried his key but it wouldn't open it. He didn't understand why. He looked around and saw an all night locksmith across the street. He sighed and headed to it.

"Hello?" He said walking in.

"Can I help you?" A tall man with red hair came from the back.

"Yeah. I can't get into my building."

"Of course." he said getting a key. "Now where is that key?"

"Look, it's been a long day and I'm not really in the mood."

"Here it is." he said handing him a key.

"What's this?" He said holding up the strange looking key.

"That's the key to what your heart wants."

"What are you talking about?"

"You know it's a shame a special lady like Eliana to die with a broken heart."

"What do you know about it? I don't have time for this." Mike said walking to the door.

"Three days."

"What?

"I can give you three days."

"Who are you?"

"Steven but you can call me Sheamus and I'm an angel."

"An angel right." Mike said.

"I am and I can offer you three days with Eliana."

"What?" Mike asked. He didn't understand what this guy was trying to do.

"I can let you relive the last three days of your wife's life."

"So, she won't die?"

"No, on the third day she will still meet her fate."

"Then what is the point of this? What are you trying to pull?" Mike said getting irritated.

"I'm offering you a chance most people would love. A chance to relive the last three days of a loved ones life. But there are conditions."

"I don't understand."

Sheamus sighed. "Here is the deal. You will wake up tomorrow morning and it will be three days ago. Your wife will be alive. You have three days to show her how much you love her. Three days to be with her. But on the third night at the same time on the same road, she will meet her fate."

"Why give me this if I can't change that she will die?"

"To give you a chance to show her how much you love her." Sheamus once again handed Mike the key. "There is one more thing. If you can give her a gift that will truly show how much you love her, then her life will be spared."

"I have to go." Mike said walking back to the door.

"Three days." Sheamus said as Mike walked out.

Mike sighed as he opened the door to the building with the key. He didn't know what the locksmith was trying to do but Mike wasn't falling for it. He walked into the apartment and sighed. It was so quiet. He looked at the Christmas tree that Eliana had decorated. He walked over to it and pushed it over. He hated the emptiness of the apartment.

He went into their room and laid down on the bed. He took Eliana's pillow in hand. It still smelt just like her. How could he be without her? How could he live without her? He go on knowing he'd never again get to hold her on his arms or kiss her good morning? How could he have taken her so for granted?

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