The day my husband's first love came to my house pregnant for help, I was reborn.

Jacob's first love got pregnant and came to our house asking him to take her in.

I refused. That night, she jumped off a bridge, killing herself and her unborn child.

Later, Jacob asked me to go bungee jumping with him.

The moment he pushed me off, he whispered in my ear, "If you hadn't been so heartless and turned Lily away back then, she wouldn't have taken her own life. You owe her this life."

He took out scissors and cut the cord. I fell to my death.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day his first love came to our house pregnant, asking for help.