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The kidnappers put my husband, a tough special - forces guy, in a hellish spot: pick me or the one that got away, Wendy Blake. Just as panic seized me and I was about to let out a scream, floating comment lines magically appeared before my eyes. One comment spilled the beans on the past: [In the last life, he chose you first. But then Wendy got nabbed by the kidnappers, and he was drowning in regret for three long years.] Another one laid bare the betrayal: [After he found Wendy again, he fell for her phony sob story and took revenge on you, sending you straight to hell.] A third comment unmasked Wendy's scheme: [Truth is, she cooked up the whole thing. Faked her death, married a rich guy, got beat up in the marriage, divorced, and now she's back, playing the victim.] The very next second, my husband blurted out without a second thought, "I choose Wendy." I let out a bitter laugh. Alright then. This life, I'd let them have their so - called love. By the time he finally saw Wendy for who she really was, I'd melted into the crowd. He went ballistic looking for me, but all he got were the divorce papers I'd sent and a note that simply said: [Hope you two stick together forever.]