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The glass walkway suddenly broke, and Vivian Lane fell. My husband, Leonard Cooke, leaned halfway out, trying to grab her. In my previous life, I had grabbed his backpack. At that height, there was nothing to hold onto. If he tried to pull her up, he'd just be pulled down into the abyss with her. Vivian broke her spine, ending up vegetative. Leonard took all his anger out on me. He locked me in a freezer at -4°F. He gritted his teeth outside the door. "You ruined her. You should die with her." I froze solid, turning into an ice statue. I was back at the moment the glass walkway shattered. Leonard yelled out for Vivian, and I let go of his backpack strap.