Goodbye to the Stand-in
After receiving the news that her husband had died during a mission, my sister-in-law collapsed from the shock.
When she woke up, she'd lost her memory. She clung to my husband and refused to let go. Our husbands were twin brothers.
The doctor said she couldn't be triggered, so my husband and mother-in-law sat me down and begged me to play along until she got over this.
Every time I brought it up again, they shut me down. "This is only until she gets her memory back!"
So I watched as my husband and his widowed sister-in-law eat, sleep, and live under the same roof.
Even our daughter could only stand by and watch her cousin call him "Daddy".
One day, my daughter spiked a high fever and wouldn't wake up. I begged my husband to take us to the hospital.
Unexpectedly, his sister-in-law went berserk over it and threatened to kill herself.
In the chaos, I was stabbed in the heart by the scissors she swung around.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back to the day my husband agreed to play the role of a substitute husband.