Chapter 1

My husband Caleb's mistress and I were in a car crash at the same time, but he chose to save her first.

At the hospital, the doctor told me I had a miscarriage because I was taken to the hospital too late after the accident.

"Caleb," I croaked, "our baby is gone."

Caleb was standing at the door of the ward, holding his mistress, Daisy.

Daisy only had a few scrapes.

He frowned. "Willow, stop making a fuss. Daisy's pregnancy is still delicate."

That's when I finally saw it clearly. The woman he was protecting had a visibly rounded belly, at least four months along.

He had publicly announced it was the posthumous child of "his fallen brother."

Later, from the next room, I heard the sounds of them making love.

He gasped. "Daisy, I love you."

That night, I packed my bags, leaving the miscarriage report and two time capsules on the table.

Inside the capsules were his promises. "I'll cherish you my entire life, never let you down." He had written those words himself three years ago.

Before boarding, I pulled out my SIM card and broke it in half.

Caleb, your child killed my child.

This time, I don't want you anymore.