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I died in the year I loved him the most. He abandoned his billions in wealth to accompany me to our fiery demise.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back to ten years ago. We had just gotten married, and it was the time when I disliked him the most.

I rushed to his company and choked on my words upon seeing him, "I'm sorry."

After a brief moment of surprise, he looked at me calmly and asked, "What is it this time? How do you plan to torment me?"

I remember, during that final explosion, he didn't make it out. The always neat and tidy man knelt beside me, saying, "Babe, don't be afraid, I'm here with you."

He was 38 that year. He left his billions in wealth behind to accompany me into the inferno.

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