Choosing Peace: My True Love

The screech of tires, the violent crush of metal-that' s how it ended.

Next to me, my husband David, dying, whispered: "I… I wish I'd never met you."

Ten years of my life, a decade of one-sided love, erased by his final, brutal regret, echoing a ghost named Emily White.

Then, darkness swallowed me whole.

I woke up on a university lawn, young again, dressed in a simple white dress I hadn't seen in a decade.

And there he was: David Chen, proposing, the king of campus, holding that familiar velvet box.

My heart, once soaring at this moment, was now a block of ice.