After being reborn, my boyfriend chose his first love and regretted it bitterly.

My boyfriend died for his first love, and I died in a car accident as a result.

After we were reborn, we stayed out of each other’s lives. That was the silent agreement.

I never expected to run into him again at a nightclub—

down on one knee, proposing to that same first love.

When he noticed me, his eyes swept over me with open disdain.

“So this is what your life has come to without me?”

“Don’t pretend. You followed me here because you want me back, didn’t you?”

“Beg. Maybe I’ll be generous enough to take you back.”

I just stared at him, genuinely caught off guard.

Then I laughed.