A Love Beyond Death: My Husband's Sacrifice Chapter 1

I always thought Ethan hated my guts.

That's why, when thugs dragged me into a dark alley and assaulted me, he was the last person I'd call for help.

I ended up in the hospital, my body a map of pain. A doctor looked down, his voice thick with pity. "Any last words for your family?".

"Tell Ethan I'm dying. He’s finally free."

For three years of marriage, Ethan had demanded a divorce ninety-nine times. He once even drugged me and left me in another man's bed, all just to be rid of me.

Now, with me gone, he was finally free.

But at my funeral, Ethan's eyes burned crimson. He beheaded my killers, offering their heads at my coffin.

His bloodstained hands trembled, crumpling the hidden cancer diagnosis. Then he swallowed a bottle of sleeping pills and lay beside me.

"Aubrey, I'm coming with you."

My eyes snapped open. Time had rewound. Ethan stood before me, thrusting the divorce papers at me for the ninety-ninth time.

"She's pregnant. She needs me to do right by her. Don't be a roadblock. Sign it."

I snatched the papers and tore them to shreds.

I grabbed him, pulling him close, my voice breaking.

"You're sick! And you didn't tell me? You think this is noble? Suffering alone? Waiting to die?"