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On the day I went into labor, my husband, Edward Finch, was with his first love, Charlotte Wynn, helping her finalize her divorce. I called him dozens of times, but he didn't answer. Charlotte asked why he ignored the calls. He scoffed, "It must be morning sickness again. All women deal with it, but she always has to make a scene. Your divorce is a serious matter. You need me here." What he didn't know was that on that very day, I was in a car accident and died in the delivery room. When he finally saw my body, he broke down completely.