After I got pregnant, my devoted husband tried to remove my organs.

My husband, Damon, was a man reborn. He claimed his survival hinged on the happiness of another woman, Ivy – the designated heroine of this twisted plot.

But he swore his heart belonged only to me, that he'd never betray me. *Never.*

When I learned he had only three years left to live, I mustered every ounce of courage. I wanted to have a child with him, a precious piece of our love story, a future we could hold onto.

The very day I found out I was pregnant, I was ambushed on my way home, snatched by kidnappers.