Reborn from His Fire

My house was on fire, but my husband, a firefighter, deployed everyone to save 'the one that got away'. On our wedding day, he broke my legs before 'the one that got away's' tombstone. He accused me, Nina, of sending him away, asking 'Rosie was so kind, why wasn't it you who died?' He then cut my baby out, threw it from the 18th floor, and burned me alive. I'm back on the day the house caught fire. This time, if he wants to save 'the one that got away', I'll let him. I've decided to give up.