While working in my study, I accidentally found my wife's pregnancy test results, but we hadn't slept together in three years.
My wife said the child was her first love's and angrily blamed me.
"If you hadn't used money to force him to leave back then, we would have been happily together by now."
When my cancer flared up, she refused to get my medicine for me.
She even secretly switched my medication. She wanted me to die sooner.
Just as she wished, I died, but I took her with me.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back seven years earlier, before any of it had begun.
To my surprise, my wife had been reborn too...
She begged me desperately not to leave her.
