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Back in the year Charles loved me most, I walked away from him, leaving him sick and all alone out in the rain. Years later, after he made a name for himself, he pulled every string he could to track me down and buy out the company I worked for. Everyone said I was the love he could never forget. But to please his new flame, he went out of his way to hurt me again and again. Whenever he lost his temper, he would grab me by the throat, kiss me like he wanted to bite, and snarl, "Emily, tell me—why are you still alive?" But in the end, I really did die. And Charles completely snapped, clutching my urn as he threw himself into the sea.