Second Cut

In my past life, I gave up my chance to become a top surgeon to support my husband Kyson Mason's career. I willingly stood in his shadow as his devoted wife.

After he achieved fame and success, he draped his arm around a younger colleague and said to me, "You're no longer good enough for me."

Divorced and left with nothing, my skills rusted, and I succumbed to depression, dying alone.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day Kyson first urged me to quit my job.