My husband’s first love has returned To celebrate their reunion, I gave him a gift—death

#lovestory #drama #romantic #novelshorts His first love came back. The one he never forgot. The one he whispered about in his sleep. The one I could never replace—no matter how hard I tried. I saw it in his eyes the moment he saw her again. That light… I hadn’t seen it in years. So I smiled. Congratulated them. Even helped arrange a small “reunion dinner.” Candles. Wine. Memories. A perfect night for two people finally finding their way back to each other. And me? I brought a gift. Carefully prepared. Sealed with love. He looked surprised when I handed it to him. “Open it,” I said gently. He trusted me. Of course he did. After all, I had been his wife for years— the one who stayed, who endured, who knew him better than anyone. He drank it without hesitation. Even smiled. But soon— that smile faded. Confusion. Pain. Fear. His hands trembled as he looked at me. “Why…?” I stepped closer, brushed the hair from his eyes— just like I used to. “Because,” I whispered, “this is the only way… you’ll never leave me again.” Outside, the night was quiet. Inside— their reunion became his farewell. #DarkLove #TwistedEnding #Obsession #Betrayal #Revenge #DramaStory #FatalGift #NoEscape