Fallen Blossoms, Separate Lives
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On our wedding day, my fiancé died in a terrible car accident on his way to pick me up.
I was left a widow, carrying a child who would never know its father.
The shock left me severely depressed. I wanted to end my life more times than I could count. Everyone told me to keep going for the baby.
On the day of his funeral, his older brother returned from Africa with his wife to pay their respects...
I was left a widow, carrying a child who would never know its father.
The shock left me severely depressed. I wanted to end my life more times than I could count. Everyone told me to keep going for the baby.
On the day of his funeral, his older brother returned from Africa with his wife to pay their respects...




















