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 pray to the heavens.
"May all the good in the world belong to Amelie. I'd trade my own happiness for her peace and joy. I don't ask to have her in the next life… I just want her to remember me."
So this is the truth behind three years of a seemingly perfect marriage.
I erase my identity and stage a fake death.
From now on, Twinkle and I are nothing.