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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?"

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

I turned my head away, no longer looking at her, and instructed the security guard to quickly remove her.


I never want to see her again, in this life or any other!


Callie sobbed and refused to leave, but Donavan suddenly appeared and slapped her hard across the face.


"What are you crying for? Have you no shame?"


"Come back with me and turn yourself in. You must face the consequences of your actions!"


Donavan calmly dragged her away, giving Seraphina and me a long, deep look before leaving.


As if he had a thousand words to say, but in the end, he only uttered:


Neither Seraphina nor I understood the meaning behind his words.


I was too exhausted to ponder it further; after all, having narrowly escaped death, being alive was enough.


Under Seraphina's meticulous care, I recovered quickly and was discharged from the hospital.


The day I was released, we immediately went to the courthouse to get our marriage license.


Chapter 10