Seven Years of Marriage, Seven Years of LiesChapter 1
On the day of my due date, I was driving alone to the hospital when I got into a serious car accident.
Meanwhile, my husband, an emergency room doctor, rushed off to save his first love, who had slit her wrists.
I didn't call him again.
I watched in horror as the car exploded into flames right before my eyes.
In my previous life, it was because I made that one phone call for help that he left Jodie Woods behind to save me.
I survived, and so did our baby, but Jodie bled out and died alone in her apartment. Her body wasn't discovered until three days later.
Zayne Snow told me he didn't blame me, saying everything was his choice.
He even insisted on giving me a proper wedding ceremony.
But the night before the wedding, he knocked me out and dragged me to Jodie's apartment.
There, in the very same bathtub where she had slit her wrists, he tortured me with a knife and even cut the baby out of me.
His eyes were bloodshot, madness gleaming in them as he stood over my mutilated body.
"It was just a car accident. You weren't going to die. But Jodie lost her life because of you. Today, you'll feel the pain she went through that day," he said.