Burned Alive While Pregnant

Summary

When I was five months pregnant, Cole's childhood sweetheart came to my house, provoked a fight, and set the place on fire.

I did not call Cole. Instead, I covered my nose and mouth with a wet towel and waited silently for rescue.

In my past life, the moment the fire started, I panicked and called him. I begged him to rush me to the hospital. He did. The baby survived, but Vanessa perished in the flames that very day.

He told me he did not blame me. He told me to rest easy in the maternity ward, even taking a leave of absence to care for me.