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1. One Condition

-ANNA-"I agree to divorce you.""Good. I'm glad you've finally changed your mind," said Dylan Danforth, my husband, who was currently sitting beside his lover, who also happened to be my stepsister, Lea G. McCallaway.The blonde woman with striking blue eyes ran a hand across Dylan's chest. Then she turned to me, wearing an expression of feigned sympathy."Anna, I know this might be difficult for you."Lea tilted her head and raised her intertwined hand with Dylan's into the air."But I truly love Dylan, and he loves me too. I hope you'll accept your decision," she said, sounding almost wise.Pain tightened around my chest. My hands clenched into fists on my lap. I looked at my husband once more with the resolve I had spent days building before making this decision.Before I could say anything, Dylan spoke first."What made you change your mind, Anna?" Dylan asked in his deep voice.He brushed Lea's touch away. Leaning forward, he studied me as if searching for something in my eyes,

2. The 100 Wishes on My List

"Anna, do you really think a pathetic stunt like this will make Dylan change his mind about divorcing you?" Lea sneered, her gaze sweeping over me with open judgment.I swallowed hard.A mocking smile curved her lips. "Do you honestly think Dylan has ever wanted you?"The question cut through my chest like a double-edged blade. Even so, I refused to hide the heat burning across my face. My fingers tightened around the fabric of my clothes."Think about it, Anna. You're better off accepting this divorce as soon as possible instead of making ridiculous demands," Lea mocked before rising from the sofa.She slung her designer shoulder bag over one shoulder and casually settled herself on Dylan's lap, wrapping both arms around my husband's neck as if to remind me that she was the only woman allowed to do such a thing.I let out a long breath before speaking with conviction."If you're so certain Dylan could never be interested in me, then you have nothing to be afraid of. I'm only asking f

3. A Bitter Rejection

I stared at the food I'd prepared with a satisfied smile.The servants who hadn't bothered helping me all morning simply watched with amused expressions. Some of them had even started placing bets on what would happen to the dishes spread across the table.There were only two possibilities. They would either be eaten or ignored, just like always.The moment I heard footsteps coming down the stairs, I quickly removed my apron. I hurried toward Dylan, who was preparing to leave for work, and grabbed his arm."Dylan, today is my first request," I said excitedly.Dylan glanced at my hand before brushing it away. He even wiped his arm with a handkerchief, as though disgusted by my touch.For a moment, I stared at my fingers.Maybe they were dirty.No.I'd washed my hands thoroughly earlier.I watched Dylan look me over before letting out an irritated sigh."Tell me what you want."I pointed toward the dining table covered with food."Have breakfast with me. I made a lot of dishes."Dylan w

4. A Comparison

For nearly half the day, I lay in bed, curled up as I stared blankly through the open window. My body felt hot, and I was utterly exhausted even though I hadn't done anything physically demanding.Fortunately, Jessy wasn't home. She was probably working at her boutique. If she saw me lazing around like this, I was sure she'd pound on my bedroom door and order me to do whatever work could be done. She truly couldn't stand seeing me relax, not even for a minute.The servants didn't bother me either, mainly because I'd locked my bedroom door from the inside. All I wanted was to rest and calm myself down.My gaze drifted to the lunchbox lying in the middle of the room. The pain in my chest surged back immediately.Dylan had truly poured salt into an open wound.Slowly, I pushed myself upright. I pressed a hand against my forehead.Hot."Hah... I think I have a fever," I muttered.Using the little strength I had left, I got out of bed and carried the lunch container downstairs. I planned t

5. First Wish: Done

I didn't know how long I had been lying on the floor.When I woke up, my head was throbbing and my entire body ached. Slowly, I pushed myself upright and rubbed my face. When I looked down, I found several dried drops of blood on the floor.Not wanting to dwell on it, I got up and walked into the bathroom.I stared at my reflection. I looked disheveled and exhausted. The dried traces of my nosebleed still stained my upper lip. Dark circles had formed beneath my eyes, and my face looked thinner than ever.It seemed I'd lost weight because of this illness, too. I ran a hand over my shrinking waist and studied my reflection once more. Compared to Lea, I looked downright pitiful.It's okay, Anna. You only need to hold on for a hundred days.I tried to reassure myself. But deep down, I was scared.Looking at my condition now, it wasn't impossible that I had less than a hundred days left to live.If that happened, would I still be able to accomplish my goal?I quickly splashed cold water on

6. I Deserve to Be Happy

"Vallen, just pretend you never saw any of this," I said calmly."Damn it, Anna, what do you mean? How am I supposed to stay quiet after seeing something this unfair? You're fighting a disease while Dylan...""Vallen, this is my marriage."The firmness in my voice silenced him on the other end of the line. I could hear him exhale through the phone. I opened my mouth and continued. "You have no right to interfere.""Oh..." His voice turned mocking. He laughed. "Fine. Forget it," he said, giving up.Just before I ended the call, Vallen spoke again. "Then die in peace," he said sharply.My hand clenched into a fist, crushing the fabric of my clothes.Die? How could I die in peace while Dylan was happily living his life with Lea?My arm fell limply to my side. My grip on the phone loosened, nearly slipping from my hand. I stared at my shoes through blurred vision.How was I supposed to leave this world peacefully?After wiping the tears from the corners of my eyes, I asked the driver to t

7. Begging for Love

"I'm fine, Father. I bumped my nose earlier," I lied.Fortunately, my father-in-law believed me without much question.Abraham glanced at the unmade bed behind me. His gaze softened. A faint smile touched his thin lips before he quickly pulled a handkerchief from his suit pocket."Use this to wipe your nose. You'll get your hands dirty otherwise," he said, handing me the handkerchief. Dylan's name was embroidered neatly along the edge.I pressed the cloth against my nose, trying to stop the bleeding."Why are you the one making Dylan's bed? That's the servants' job, Anna," Abraham said."It's alright, Father. This is my duty as Dylan's wife," I replied calmly.Abraham let out a long sigh and rubbed his forehead."Anna, you don't need to work this hard. Dylan will never appreciate it. Save your energy for something else."For a moment, I lowered my gaze to the red stain spreading across the handkerchief in my hand.He wasn't wrong. For three years, I had done everything I could to prov

8. Together in the Rain

“You just don't know the reason,” I said, tugging lightly at the edge of his suit jacket.Dylan's steps came to a halt. He drew a deep breath before turning back toward me. I was still slumped weakly in my chair, my eyes swollen, sore, and burning. Even so, I refused to let him see how hurt I was.“You probably think I'm begging for your love with this request, but...” I lifted my head and met his sharp gaze. “...that's not why.”“Then what is?”I shook my head, biting hard on my lower lip.No. I wasn't going to tell him.If Dylan found out I was sick, he'd probably think everything I was doing was nothing more than a pathetic attempt to earn his pity.His brows furrowed. “Why aren't you saying anything? Was I right?”“I just don't want to have regrets.” The corner of my lips curved into a faint smile. “There are so many things I've never done before, and for once, I want to do all of them.”Dylan let out a cold laugh and rubbed his forehead. “Such a cliché reason. You sound like some

9. The Words That Hurt

“In your dreams, Anna. I’m not doing that.” Dylan’s voice was cold and sharp.The very next second, he released me from his arms. I stumbled backward, nearly losing my balance. He walked away without a second glance, leaving me standing there, frozen in place.The sound of rain filled the emptiness around me.I kept staring at Dylan’s retreating figure until it finally disappeared from sight. Something slid down my cheek. I couldn’t tell what it was.Rainwater or tears?It felt as though my heart had been ripped apart. I had known Dylan would reject that request. Even so, hearing the rejection directly from his lips hurt far more than I could have imagined.I crouched down and hugged my knees tightly.Dylan would never touch me.Thunder rumbled across the sky, followed by flashes of lightning. I slowly got to my feet and walked through the garden, wrapping my arms around myself as I shivered. Against the grandeur of the Danforth estate, my soaked, slender figure looked painfully out o

10. His First Gift

"You told me to leave earlier, and now you're stopping me." I looked at Dylan as he scratched the back of his head. "You're not very consistent.""My body's weak because of you," he shot back irritably. "So before you go, help me to the bathroom."For a moment, my gaze lingered on his fingers. Our wedding ring was no longer on his ring finger. Meanwhile, I had kept wearing mine until it had left a mark on my skin.The realization irritated me.I took Dylan's hand and pulled him up from the bed. He slung an arm over my shoulder as if I could somehow support his large frame."You're heavy!""Quit complaining," Dylan grumbled."Oh, so this is the guy who said he could do everything by himself?" I teased, earning a glare from him. "Looks like you're still asking for my help.""You've got a lot of nerve making fun of me.""Why should I be scared? You're weak right now. One push and you'd fall over."When we reached the bathroom, I let go of him. Dylan steadied himself against the door and

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