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In a twist of fate, a car accident catapults you back to the haunting childhood of your fiancé, Brian Grant. In the dingy repair shop, you witness the brutal truths of his past—a life marred by abuse and neglect at the hands of a father consumed by addiction. The image of a bruised boy, curled in a corner and nibbling on moldy pancakes, shatters the perfect façade you've always known. How can someone so successful now have such a tragic story?
Determined to protect him, you confront his father, risking everything as glass shards pierce your skin. But as the police arrive and Brian slips into unconsciousness, you grapple with a chilling question: can you truly save him from the demons that haunt his past? In the hospital, as Brian awakens, he is wary, guarded, unsure of your intentions. You promise him safety, but can your love bridge the chasm of his trauma?
As you navigate the complexities of healing and trust, it becomes clear that the scars of the past are not easily erased. Will your bond withstand the weight of his history, or will it unravel under the strain of unspoken fears? In this poignant tale of love and resilience, every moment is a test of devotion, and every choice carries a heavy price.
You Once Came Through the LightChapter 1 Crossing
An accident made me go back to the time of my boyfriend's childhood.
He was covered in bruises from his gambling addict father and curled up in a corner, eating a moldy pancake alone.
I told him, "Don't be afraid. I am your future wife. I will protect you."
He grabbed my sleeve with a pale face. His eyes filled with persistence, "Will you protect me forever?"
1
On the eve of my wedding, I had a car accident and went back to the time of my boyfriend's childhood.
In the dilapidated repair shop, Brian Grant was pinned down by a middle-aged man, who ruthlessly punched him in the face again and again.
"I have raised you for more than ten years, and you can't even come up with money to help me repay my debts. You are just a useless person!"
"You are just as despicable as your mother. I should have strangled you to death when you born!"
Brian curled up on the ground, silent, but the veins on his forehead showed his pain.
I had never seen him like this before.
I calmed myself down and quickly borrowed Auntie's phone next to me to call the police.
I met Brian in college, and it took us nine years from falling in love to marriage.