(Sena POV)
When I open my eyes again, the sunrays were golden when it had greeted me.
I dreamed of myself again.
The woman was optimistic, but she suddenly and unexpectedly jumped off the bridge, as if she had a serious problem, but her solution was death.
I exhaled a sigh.
Me? I'm going to commit suicide?!
Nahhhhhh.
Even if I were buried in debt, I would never slaughter myself! I'm not a swine! I will not take my own life! It's a heinous crime. I can also run away from a problem if I am unable to confront it, right?
After all, Sean isn't my only fictional husband. He is my husband. We both agree to support and assist one another to the best of our abilities.
I noticed that when I married him, I suddenly didn't know what to buy. I used to have a lot of things I wanted to buy, but what happened? Perhaps because Sean is already providing me with what I need to and desir
