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  1 Micah, my spouse's old flame, accused me of deliberate murder. In turn, my husband chose "righteousness" over familial loyalty and spearheaded the effort to capture me. He even teamed up with Micah to broadcast my alleged "offenses" live to the entire online community. However, when he finally tracked me down after much effort, he learned that I had passed away a week earlier. Crash! My husband, Denver Watkins, forcefully kicked open the entrance to our home. "She must be concealed somewhere in here! Inspect every corner!" he instructed the law enforcement officers accompanying him. Police with weapons passed through

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Three years passed before I unexpectedly ran into him once more in the same urban area.


My feelings for him reignited, and I pursued him eagerly, but he saw me merely as a friend. It wasn't until his father became critically ill that he finally asked for my hand in marriage. His father's last request was to see him wed, so Denver approached me with the proposition.


We tied the knot, and for the initial two years, life was pleasant. He treated me kindly—our relationship was peaceful. On special occasions like birthdays and anniversaries, he would delight me with considerate presents. Those times were the most joyous of my existence.


However, during the third year of our union, Micah made her reappearance.


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