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On the day the party hall went up in flames, my fiancé, Cedric Flynn, raced through the fire to pull me out. But his little sister, Eloise Flynn, never made it out of the inferno. We married anyway, as planned, but Cedric's affection turned into hatred. My face was scarred in the fire. He refused to let me seek treatment. To make things worse, he kept a girl who looked exactly like the old me by his side. Every year on the anniversary of Eloise's death, Cedric would shove me down in front of her memorial, his voice filled with venom. "This is your penance, Carmen. You will spend the rest of your life paying for what happened to Eloise," said Cedric. But not long after I died, Eloise came back.