I was strangled to death by my cheating husband when I asked for a divorce. I thought that would be the end of my painful life.
“I’m young…?” When I opened my eyes again, I went back to being a 12 year old daughter of count who had no power and couldn’t speak.
My uncle who watched for an opportunity to swallow the Count. An audacious housemaid who thought that they became the owner. Furthermore, a maid who steals mother’s belongings? ‘I won’t live like this again, I can’t!’
One life spent being used, suffering, and dying in vain was enough. Those who made my life torture. ‘I will delete them all from my life.’