We perfected a sort of time travel where we could relive, refeel any moment from the past, but we couldn’t change a thing. Everything happened exactly how it happened the first time. At first, we relived our happiest moments together. Our first night together. Our wedding day. Shit like that. Increasingly, though, we used it to solve arguments. Who said they’d pick the kids up from school. Promises we made years ago. We couldn’t forgive because someone was clearly wrong. We could go back and see that. We couldn’t forget. We were playing our hells on repeat to solve decade old fights. It became a contest of who did more things wrong to the other, and the good moments never happened again and were never revisited.