The night before our wedding, my boyfriend's first love was in critical condition.
He ignored my pleas and drove off late at night to see her, only to get into an accident.
At the crucial moment, I saved him, but was left paralyzed from the neck down. He promised he would never leave me, then turned around and married his first love.
In the end, I was tortured to death by my caregiver.
Reborn, I watched as my boyfriend insisted on going to see his first love.
In my previous life, I had done everything I could to stop him.
This time, I made it clear I had nothing to do with him and walked away.
