The Other Man Was Reborn For Me

Synopsis

Marcus Shaw and I were childhood sweethearts. After graduating from college, I became his wife. For sixty years, we stood by each other, totally inseparable, and our love story became the stuff of legends in our circle. Before Marcus passed away, he'd already lost himself. I leaned in close to catch his whisper. "Vivian, marrying you was fate for me this lifetime. But if there's a second chance, I want to marry the woman I truly love." Raindrops tapped on the tombstone, tracing their way down the photo on his headstone. Not far from Marcus's grave, I saw the one he truly loved, quietly sobbing to herself. I, Vivian Stephens, felt a stabbing ache in my chest. With another chance at life, I chose to distance myself from Marcus. I stopped desperately trying to save him, and no longer sacrificed my dreams for him. But Marcus grew increasingly unsettled. "Vivian, you've changed," he said.