Love Sinks Into the Deep
On our third dating anniversary, Enzo and I were caught in a cruise ship disaster. I gave him the only life preserver, and I was swallowed by the sea, lost without a trace.
Three years later, after finally recovering from my injuries, I rushed back home—only to walk right into his grand wedding with my so-called sister.
Bound by a life debt, he had no choice but to marry me—and resented me ever since. He hated that I'd come between him and the woman he truly loved. Even my own parents accused me of being selfish, of ruining my sister's happiness for life.
Under the weight of everyone's coldness and rejection, I became desperate and unhinged.
…
Then, one day, when our family's old enemies came for revenge, he threw himself in front of me and took a knife straight to the heart. Blood gushed out as he used the last of his strength to drag me to safety.
"Raina," he rasped, "you saved my life once, and now I've repaid the debt. Just do me one favor—don't come back to haunt me in the next life. All I want is to spend it forever with Selina, just the two of us."
My heart tore apart, and I died with that grief. However, when I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I had crashed their wedding.