My Love for my Ex-husband Never Came Back

After receiving a prenatal injection, I received an anonymous video on my phone.

In the video, a man sang nursery rhymes with a little boy wearing a birthday hat.

He dabbed a bit of cream on his finger and smiled as he smeared it on a woman's nose. Then he bent down to kiss it away.

My phone slipped from my hand to the floor, and I trembled all over uncontrollably.

The scar on the inside of the man's wrist was an old one, left from the time he saved me.

Around his neck hung the pendant I had fetched for him from a famous church to ensure his safety.