No Second Chances
"Your love makes me sick." Those were the final words my husband, Vittorio De Luca, left me in my past life.
On our wedding day, Elara Hale had crashed my ceremony, begging Vittorio to run away with her. But he chose to stay by my side. Yet, when Elara died of an illness shortly after, he harbored nothing but hatred for me.
He detested that I had clung to him for over a decade, forcing him into a marriage he never wanted. More than that, he loathed himself for not running away with Elara.
When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn before everything went wrong.
I looked at him, "Vittorio, I'm getting married."
He looked a bit troubled.
"You know I’m busy with a critical territorial expansion. My mind is entirely elsewhere…"
“Never mind.” I offered a faint, indifferent smile.
Relieved, Vittorio leaned in and pressed a kiss to my forehead.
"Don't worry. We've been together for twelve years. I'll do the right thing and take responsibility."
He didn’t know what I meant, but I knew what I’d do in this lifetime.
I would never choose him again, let alone marry him.
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