Crushed, Abandoned, Reborn

On the eve of our engagement, I was in a car accident. To protect his mother and his brother and sister-in-law sitting in the back, my boyfriend swerved the wheel, sending me straight into the path of an out-of-control truck.

My legs were shattered beyond repair. Lying in the ICU, I saw him cry as he slid a diamond ring onto my finger.

“Don’t worry, baby. Once you recover, we’ll get married.”

“My family will cover the medical bills.”

But later, my father was sent away, the money ran out, and his family vanished.

I cried and confronted him, but his phone call was cold and impatient.