Who Needs Love After Death?
My fiancé suddenly announces he's marrying my sister instead.
And just as my world collapses, the cold, noble Twinkle Oriven kneels before me with a diamond ring in hand. He confesses he's loved me for years.
We get married. For three years, he's gentle, considerate, and flawless in every way. Then, one day, I accidentally overhear a conversation between him and a friend.
"Twinkle, Amelie has everything she has ever wanted. Isn't it time to end this fake marriage?"
"Since I can't marry Amelie, it doesn't matter who I marry. All that matters is that it keeps her life undisturbed."
In the chapel where he prays every day, the wallpaper is covered with one name—Amelie Ashcombe.
I hear him