Dead husband in front of me and three staged aerobic exercise, I decisively cut him out of my heart

My life changed course at sixteen when I met Leo Hayes. By twenty-four, I was his wife.

On our wedding night, we left traces of our passion everywhere—the living room, the kitchen, the bay window. My throat went raw from screaming, but he only pushed harder, refusing to let me go.

For three years, Leo couldn't get enough of me.

Until one day, he was caught in a sudden fire, leaving me utterly alone.

Heartbroken, I mourned him fiercely. Yet, a month later, at a grand banquet, I saw my supposedly dead husband!