My Husband’s Other Self Loved Me Chapter 10

My Husband’s Other Self Loved Me Chapter 10

When I opened my eyes again, everything was white.

The moment I stepped off that rooftop, I thought it was finally

over.

But it wasn’t.

An awning over a sixth-floor balcony had broken my fall.

When I hit the ground, I broke my leg and got a mild

concussion.

Other than that, I had no serious injuries.

Even the doctors called it a miracle.

As they treated my wounds, they kept saying I had absurdly good luck.

I watched the IV fluid drip slowly into my bruised veins, my

mind a complete blank.

This wasn’t the closest I had come to death.

But after this time, something inside me finally snapped.

The heavy darkness that had been pressing down on me for

years suddenly felt much lighter.

The depression hadn’t vanished, but it no longer clung to me

like a shroud.

I pressed a hand to my chest and felt my own heartbeat,

steady and strong.

For the first time in a very long time, I felt… real.

As if I had to die once to finally come back to my own body.

The days I spent in the hospital were surprisingly peaceful.

A nurse told me someone had paid all my expenses in

advance, so I didn’t have to worry about the bill.

On the afternoon of the third day, I received a video message

from Malachi.

To be precise, it was from eighteen-year-old Malachi.