Fate's Cruel Edit
A sharp, merciless pain stabbed through me.
In the face of danger, my husband had left me behind—the wife who had thrown herself in front of him to take the blow. He had carried the woman he truly cared for and run without hesitation.
The people around me were panicking, fleeing in all directions. No one noticed me in the corner, abandoned, left with no help.
The pain grew worse. My eyelids were too heavy to keep open. I bit my lip until I drew blood, telling myself over and over, 'Audrey, don't fall asleep. Stay awake. You have to hold on…'
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