I once thought my husband and I would be together forever, but when tragedy struck, everything changed. While a fire altered my appearance, it shifted my husband’s heart. He eventually left me because of how I looked, but life has a way of balancing things. In the end, I got the last laugh. It all began on a chilly autumn evening. The air was filled with the unmistakable scent of wood smoke, a faint reminder of winter approaching.I had lit a few candles, hoping to add a cozy warmth to our living room since the power had been flickering on and off. But lurking in the background was our old furnace, a relic of past tenants that often acted up. I’d mentioned to Evan, my husband, that we should have it checked, but he shrugged it off. Evan, a medical student, had a way of brushing off my concerns, always believing he knew better