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On the evening my husband's parents were abducted, he was preparing for a camping trip with his former girlfriend. I didn't attempt to prevent him from leaving—I simply contacted the authorities immediately.
In my previous existence, I had tried to keep my husband from departing, and he remained to assist in rescuing his parents. However, this meant he wasn't present to safeguard his ex-partner. She ended up being fatally attacked by wolves in the wilderness. It was horrific.
After that incident, he ceased communicating with me entirely. He only broke his silence when I was in the final stages of pregnancy. At that point, he forcibly took me to the mountains.
"If it weren't for your actions, Debbie would still be alive!" he yelled. "How can you continue living after what transpired, Denise? I want you to endure the same agony she experienced!"
That night, wild animals ravaged my body, claiming both my life and that of my unborn child.
But then I regained consciousness. I had returned to the day of my in-laws' abduction.
This time, my husband didn't participate in the rescue effort. Instead, he went to find his former love. However, upon his return, he was a changed man.

A Deadly Love Triangle Unravels

Attorney Mullaly's voice sounded startled over the phone. "What's the rush? Is it critical?"


I bobbed my head, forgetting he couldn't see me. "Extremely critical."


After ending the call, I noticed Officer Chavez, the policewoman beside me, staring in disbelief.


I cast my eyes down, a rueful grin playing on my face. It was common knowledge that I adored Anthony wholeheartedly. It was equally well-known that he didn't reciprocate those feelings.


I remained until the mortuary staff arrived to retrieve the deceased. I accompanied them, completed the necessary documentation, and observed as the embalmers prepared and dressed my in-laws in fresh attire. Only then did I finally depart for home.


En route, I made a detour to collect the divorce documents.


Upon arriving home, I found Anthony and Debbie already there.


She was perched on my bed, while he knelt on the floor, meticulously tending to a small wound on her foot.


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