Back to Our Proposal Day
Our cruise ship got into an accident, but there was only one seat left on the lifeboat. The three of us drew lots, and I got it. I wanted to give Zac Xavier the chance of survival that I won.
However, while we were arguing, his childhood sweetheart got on the lifeboat first.
Just as we thought our lives would end, the rescue team arrived in time and brought us back from the boundless deep sea.
After that incident, Zac and I walked down the aisle. Unexpectedly, his childhood sweetheart returned to that sea on our wedding day and jumped into it.
When Zac got the news of her death, he was struck by grief and blamed everything on me. He imprisoned the pregnant me in the basement and made my life a torture.
I bled profusely on the day I gave birth. He had the doctor save the baby, asking him to give up on my life. My only child was named Rory, something he thought up based on the name of his childhood sweetheart—Aurora.
Even when I died, I was consumed by hatred.
When I reopened my eyes, I had returned to the day he proposed to me after the cruise ship accident.
Watching Zac hold my hand as he had done in my past life and promise to grant my every wish, I calmly withdrew my hand. "Zac, let's break up."