His Second Chance, My Final Goodbye
From the back cover
After being left at the altar by his idealized first love three times, Spencer Sterling finally ended up in bed with me.
We married because I was pregnant, and he doted on me through every day of it.
Until the eighth month, when his mind wandered behind the wheel and the car plowed up over the median.
I lost the baby, and they amputated both my legs just to keep me alive.
At my bedside, he looked at me with cold eyes.
"It turns out Selma Cobb had pre-wedding anxiety. The doctor said all she needed was to push through it one more time and she'd have beaten it."
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