He Remembered Ruining My First Life—and Still Asked Me to ...

In my first life, I loved Daniel, my grandfather's adopted son, enough to sacrifice everything for him. Saving him cost me both legs. Marrying him cost me my freedom, my family, and eventually my life. When I woke up years earlier, on the night the nightmare first began, I could walk again. This time, I refused to mistake his cruelty for love. I wanted to protect Grandpa, expose the lies around me, and choose my own future. But Daniel wouldn't simply let me go. Worse, I began to suspect he remembered what he'd done to me before.