The Ghost of Lost Love
My husband's adopted sister invited me out to dinner, and while we were eating, disaster struck—a violent earthquake shook the ground beneath us.
My husband, a firefighter, rushed to the scene as quickly as he could. But fate had a cruel plan for us. We were trapped beneath a massive boulder, unable to move, and the rescuers could only save one of us.
He made his choice.
He chose her—the adopted sister who had always been frail and sickly—over me, his wife, who was five months pregnant with his child.
I begged him, pleaded with him to save me. But he turned his back on me.
The boulder pressed harder, and I felt the sickening crack of my arm breaking. He didn't even flinch.
"Alice has always been weak," he said coldly. "If I leave her here, she'll die."
But when I died, he lost his mind.
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