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My Life My 18

My Life My 18

I recognized the symptoms immediately. AIDS had reached its final stage. He didn’t have much time left.

“I’m sorry,” he said, taking slow steps toward me.

I stepped back

Noticing my reaction, he stopped in place. “Don’t worry, Theresa. I won’t hurt you. I just came here today to apologize. I know

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you’ve been reincarnated too. I truly regret how I treated you in our past life. I even caused the death of our baby.”

As he spoke, tears flooded his eyeshis face contorted in pain.

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“After I killed you and the baby, I found out Shereen really did have AIDS. She infected me. You weren’t lying. You were trying to protect me, and I still treated you like that.”

With a heavy thud, he dropped to his knees.

“Theresa, can you forgive me? If you forgive me, I promise I’ll treat you just like I did before. Let’s move to a quiet little town. I

just want you to be with me for my final days…”

“Keep dreaming.” I cut him off coldly. “Nicholas, you forced me to take abortion pills, you slandered me, you cheated on me—I

will never forget what you did.”

“I thought you were just making false accusations against Shereen, and in my anger, I acted recklessly. Theresa, everyone makes

mistakes. Please, just forgive me this once. Look at me nowI’m so pitiful. Don’t you feel sorry for me?”

He lifted his shirt to show me his stomach. It was covered in dense, disgusting sores.

“You’re pitiful? What about me and our child? Back then, I begged you to save me, but you just kept kicking me over and over

again. Do you have any idea how much pain I was in? Nicholas, when a person makes a mistake, it’s like shattering a mirror—it

can never be pieced back together,” I spoke with an icy indifference.

“No! It can be fixed!” He crawled toward me, repeatedly bowing his head to the floor. “I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up

to you.

“I really love you, Theresa. Please don’t abandon me. Didn’t you once promise you’d stay with me forever?”

His words brought back a distant memory-

The day we got married, standing on the altar, exchanging vows.

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