Sending Him to Her Rescue

I run into my fiancé's childhood sweetheart at the entrance of a bar on Valentine's Day.

She's been drugged and is unconscious. This time, I pretend not to see her and leave without another look back.

I didn't know who she was in my past life and saved her out of kindness. Then, I accidentally saw my fiancé's name tattooed on her collarbone.

I thought it was just a misunderstanding until I answered her phone and heard my fiancé's voice on the other end of the line.

I hung up out of jealousy and anger. I ignored the 99 calls he gave me. I took his childhood sweetheart to one of my family's hotels and made sure she was well taken care of before leaving.

Unexpectedly, she was violated that night. She committed suicide out of shame.

My fiancé acted like nothing happened after hearing of this. He proceeded to give me a grand wedding.

Then, when I found out I was pregnant, he broke my legs and locked me up at home. I broke down and asked him why he was doing this.

He laughed manically. "Averie wouldn't have been violated if not for you. She wouldn't have taken her own life! It's all your fault!"

To my surprise, when I open my eyes again, I find myself back to the day I run into Averie Lancaster outside the bar.

"Please… Call my boyfriend… Please..."

Averie Lancaster lay crumpled outside the bar, her cheeks flushed. Her voice was barely a whisper, teetering on the edge of consciousness.

Her words were simple, yet they sent a chill down my spine. At that moment, I realized I'd come back to life.

Without a second glance, I turned from her outstretched hand and hurried away from the bar. In my past life, a single moment of sympathy had cost me everything. I wouldn't make that mistake again—not this time.

I'd barely taken a few steps when Averie lurched to her feet and reached for me. Caught off guard, I lost my balance and hit the ground hard.

A sharp jolt of pain tore through me, knocking the breath from my lungs. I didn't even notice her phone ringing until Rafael's voice came through, sharp and frantic.

"Avie, why aren't you answering? Do you have any idea how worried I've been?"

Her voice turned sweet and soft, barely above a whisper, as she said, "Rafe… I don't feel good. Someone drugged me… Please… Come get me…"

His voice rose in urgency, panic edging every word. "Hang on, Avie. I'm on my way!"

Hearing Rafael's voice made my skin crawl. The memory of him breaking my legs in my past life came rushing back as if it hadn't faded.

Back then, I couldn't possibly imagine the man I was about to marry would kill me.

Barely ten minutes later, Rafael pulled up outside the bar. He quickly lifted Averie into his arms, but before he could turn away, he caught sight of me, still