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Three hours before the wedding, I got a call from the rescue center. My husband, Leon Murphy, had been trapped in a road collapse, and no one knew if he was alive or dead. Two hours before the wedding, I found his wedding suit at the scene, stained with blood. One hour before the wedding, I was on my knees, clawing at the rubble with my bare hands, desperately screaming Leon's name. "Dr. Sanford, the chances of your husband's surviving are slim. You need to prepare yourself," the rescue worker said. I shook my head, sobbing uncontrollably, my hands raw and bloody from digging, but I couldn't stop. It wasn't until nightfall that I finally found Leon, buried beneath a pile of wrecked cars. He was naked, locked in a tight embrace with my best friend, Rhea Smith, his waist covered in hickeys.