I had just hung up the phone when I ran straight into Jeff Winger as he walked out of the bar.Seeing me, he froze for a moment, then shook his head helplessly."I've already told you many times, stop coming to find me. I really am not your husband."A trace of pity appeared on his friend's face, and he advised me, "Hazel, you don't look like you've slept well for several days. Go back and rest first."I shook off his hand and looked at Jeff."It's not several days; it's three years."From the day you went missing, I haven't slept a full night. I was called a jinx, blamed as the culprit who caused your death."Devastated, my mind was hazy, and I fell down the stairs. Even the baby wasn't saved."For these past three years, I searched the whole country, tortured by self-blame and guilt. In the end..."I looked at the plain band worn on his ring finger."In the end, my newlywed husband tells me that he fell in love with another woman."Listening to my slightly trembling voice,
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