Two Women, One Rescue
I was nine months pregnant when a man ambushed me, dragging me to the rooftop and repeatedly stabbing me. He had a grudge against my husband for replacing him. Meanwhile, my husband, a rescue team leader, was frantically coordinating efforts to stop his depressed ex-lover from burning down a rental apartment. I never called for his help. In a previous life, I had desperately begged him to come, and he abandoned his ex-lover to rush to my side. As a result, my child and I survived, but his ex-lover perished in the fire she ignited. Yet, on the day I gave birth, he bound me and brutally stabbed our newborn multiple times. Suddenly, I found myself back on the day of the kidnapping. This time, I decided to let him go save his precious ex-lover.