On the day Edward Meyer's first love broke up with him, she planted white roses at his house.

Later, those roses got infected with gray mold and all died.

But he thought I did it.

He divorced me and then took me to court for intentionally damaging his property.

I was sentenced to three years in prison.

The day they took me away, my two-year-old son cried his heart out behind me, "Mommy! Don't go!"

Three years later, Edward came to pick me up at the prison gate himself.

But my son's first words to me were, "Charlotte is my only mom."

Charlotte, Charlotte Sterling.

Edward's first love.

I smiled and said, "Okay, I won't come back again."

But they came to regret it.