My Husband Cremated His Brother

After the plane crash, I rejected the captain—my brother-in-law’s—final life jacket that he had as he handed it to me. Instead, I allowed myself to plunge a hundred meters from the sky.

In my previous life, I had survived after accepting his life jacket. But he died a tragic death in the crash.

After his death, I was consumed with guilt.

My husband proposed to take care of two households at the same time so that he could look after his sister-in-law. Out of guilt, I reluctantly agreed to his proposal.