Both in Two Lives, the Result Was the SameChapter 1

Nydia's POV

When Cynthia Taylor, Hadden Fletcher's childhood sweetheart, secretly opened the vial, I was at the nurse’s station preparing medication, eight months pregnant.

Instead of seeking help from Hadden, I tightened my grip on my nurse uniform, turned on the faucet in the bathroom, and tried to save myself.

In my previous life, I had screamed for help. Hadden had saved me and given me the only vial of the experimental antidote to protect our child. But Cynthia, without an antidote, succumbed to the infection and died a painful death.

Hadden comforted me with tears in his eyes, staying by my side day and night, worried about potential aftereffects. But when I gave birth, he injected a fatal drug into our newborn.

I watched, helpless, as our child struggled to breathe, his tiny limbs stiffening, until he died in his arms.

Hadden smiled as he held the lifeless body in front of me. "Look how terrifying this is," he said coldly. "Cynthia died just like this. If you hadn’t released the virus, Cynthia would still be here, laughing and joking with me You should have died instead of her!"