You are pregnant right now, panting and tired in the middle of the road with heavy rain soaking your body, after finding out that your husband is having an affair with your best friend.

Without looking at the road, a car hits you and makes you lose consciousness. After being taken to the hospital you are declared dead and so is your pregnancy.

"I'm sorry! I wasn't a good husband or father for you or our child," said Arnall beside your grave after a few minutes after being buried.