Bitter Was the Love, Quiet Was the Goodbye
I, Cassandra Channing, don't stop my fiance, Hades Emerson, from rushing into the flames to save his non-biological niece, Olivia Emerson, this time.
Instead, I watch as the fire swallows him whole.
In my past life, a fire broke out at the hotel on our wedding day. Hades and I escaped in time, but Olivia was trapped inside.
Seeing the flames grow bigger, I did everything I could to stop him from charging in to save her.
When the fire was finally extinguished, Olivia was dead.
Hades claimed he didn't blame me for the incident, and purchased diving tickets for me and our son on our third wedding anniversary.
When we were 300 feet below sea level, he ripped out our oxygen tank and snarled, "You're the reason I couldn't save Olivia back then. Now, a life for a life."
Crying, I begged him to understand that our son is innocent, but he swam away without looking back.
In the end, my son and I suffocated to death.
After dying, I learned that Hades had always been in love with Olivia. He hated me for stopping him from saving her. He blamed me for causing him to lose the love of his life.
I am back on the day of the fire when I open my eyes again.