His Second Chance Regret
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I died on my husband’s operating table—my heart cut out to save the woman he truly loved. Before that, he hung me from a tree, eight months pregnant, and watched me deliver alone. He fed my baby to her. Used my skin to patch hers. When I finally stopped breathing, he froze my body just to keep me near.
Then I woke up. Four years earlier. Lying next to him on the night our nightmare began.
His br...
Then I woke up. Four years earlier. Lying next to him on the night our nightmare began.
His br...




















