A Heart Shattered by an Earthquake
There's an earthquake. My husband, the captain of the rescue team, abandons me to save Wendy Smith, his true love.
I don't stop him. I let him go.
Why? Because when he was faced with the same choice in my past life, he saved me because I was eight months pregnant. Meanwhile, Wendy remained trapped under the rubble. She ultimately died due to a lack of oxygen after the delayed rescue.
Later, on the day I went into labor, my husband brought me to Wendy's grave. He watched me coldly as I collapsed on the ground from the searing pain. He ignored my pleas.
"Does it hurt, Yelena? Wendy's pain was a thousand times worse when she was trapped under the rubble!"
I stared at him in disbelief as he