Scp 049 Scp 999

I was known all throughout high society as the perfect, obedient daughter. Suitors lined up at my door in droves, yet I insisted on marrying Grayson Thatcher, whose family fortune had crumbled, all because of a promise we made when we were young. I thought we would be partners building a life together, but he fell deeply in love with his childhood sweetheart, a girl who spent her days running wild. The night before our wedding, he went street racing with her and they both got arrested, causing him to miss the ceremony entirely. The scandal made it everywhere. On New Year's Eve, he left me to organize the family banquet alone while he ran off with his childhood sweetheart to some crowded plaza. To see a different display of fireworks, they set fire to balloons people had released into the sky and triggered a massive blaze. Once again, I exhausted every connection I had to get him out of the mess. I cleaned up 999 of his reckless mistakes and kept the Thatcher family's business afloat, making sure he could live without a care in the world. I thought that eventually, he would at least remember some small part of what we meant to each other. Yet when I fell critically ill and needed a heart transplant, he took the only available donor heart and gave it to his childhood sweetheart instead. That was the first time I broke down and demanded answers. He stared at me, cold and unmoved. "You have the nerve to ask me that? If you hadn't forced yourself on me, I would've gotten together with Maeve years ago. You're as stiff as an old lady. How could you ever compare to someone like her? She's full of life. "I've let you play Mrs. Thatcher for over a decade. I was more than generous. Maeve is going to be my wife now. When she dies, we'll be buried together. You won't even get that much." I died consumed by bitterness and rage. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the matchmaking event. I picked up the marriage proposal the Thatchers had sent and tore it to pieces. Then, I reached for the one from the wealthiest family in the room and smiled. "Dad, if I have to get married anyway, I might as well marry the man with the most money and power."

結婚式の日。またしても彼氏の谷口竜也（たにぐち たつや）が私・中島玲奈（なかじま れな）を放っておいて初恋の陣内篠（じんない しの）と出かけてしまった。 その時、小説の世界でよくある「妻を亡くして後悔し、血を吐くような思いで追いかけてくる」あのお決まりの展開になってほしくて、私は18階から身を投げたのだ。 しかし私が死んだ後、竜也は一滴の涙も流さず、私の全遺産を相続した。それどころか、翌日にはさっそく篠と手を繋いで、私のお墓にまでやってきて、悪びれる様子もなく言った。 「お前が金で俺と篠を引き裂いたんだ。今の結果も全部、お前の因果応報だ。玲奈、今日、俺と篠は結婚した。もう、お前を恨むこともない」 篠は竜也の腕を抱き寄せ、善良で心が広いだなんて、お世辞を言っている。 だが、かつて彼の母親が重い病気でお金が必要だった時、私の前に跪いて自分を金で買ってくれと懇願してきたのは、他ならぬ竜也自身だった。 今、竜也が並び立てる私の「999個の罪」を聞きながら、私は吹っ切れた。 ふたたび目を開けると、私は飛び降りる直前に戻っていた。今度は飛び降りるのをやめ、真っ先に竜也のカードを止め、竜也の母親の入院費を打ち切った。そして、彼が何より大事にしているその愛を、存分に成就させてやることにした。 けれどどうして後になって、竜也は目を真っ赤に潤ませて、やり直そうと私に縋り付いてきたのだろう？