Reborn Before the Crash
Language: en
The plane was going down. My fiancé, the pilot, gave the only life vest to the woman he called his “first love.” I didn’t argue. Didn’t even make a scene. I readily agreed. Because in my past life, when faced with the same choice, my fiancé – the pilot – had given the life vest to me, his pregnant fiancée. The plane had spiraled rapidly, and his first love, without a life vest, was horrifically killed by the impact upon landing. Later, pregnant, I naturally married my fiancé. But on our wedding night, he imprisoned me in the basement, beating me with a baseball bat until I miscarried. “If…