Dying Twice: My Husband Wants Me Dead

My husband fell into a mountain of debt after being scammed. He got down on his knees, begging me to sleep with his creditor to clear his name.

"I’m your wife, Carter! And you’re asking me to sell my body?"

In my past life, when Carter first suggested this, I was so shocked and disgusted that I slapped him across the face and demanded a divorce.

But that very night, he drugged my drink. He carried me to Wyatt's bed with his own hands, where I was tortured to death.

Reborn into this life, I didn't slap him. Instead, I wrapped my arms tightly around him, sobbing.