I love her so much, but why doesn't she love me? But why did she give birth to me again? Don't people say maternal love is natural? I hate my name and I'm afraid of my memory. . . I, I, am afraid, who can save me. . My prince, I don't want to lose you, but I can't, love can tolerate everything, you said it, every bit of warmth you gave me.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
