My Girlfriend Killed Me For Her Ex, Then I Got a Second Chance

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I had a crush on Callie for fifteen years.

It wasn't until she was stabbed by a thug on her way to get engaged to her boyfriend and abandoned by him that I finally had a chance to be by her side and care for her with all my heart.

But she hated me.

She even believed that I had ruined everything for her, and on a stormy night, she smothered me with a pillow while I slept.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of her engagement.

I didn't say anything, but quietly left her.

Five years later, she became the most famous dancer, shining on the world stage.

At her celebration party, when she saw the unremarkable me, she coldly said:

"I was right in my past life. It was you, this worthless person, who held me back. Haven't I lived well in this life without you?"

She even got her boyfriend to beat me up.

Until the prima dancer frantically searched for me and embraced my battered body.

Callie's eyes widened in disbelief, on the verge of madness:

"Didn't you tell me that whether in life or death, you would only ever love me?"