I was drugged and pregnant with his child, but he hated me to the core. But I got cancer and had to abort the fetus. Loving him was really too tiring. I decided not to love him anymore. I wanted to love myself properly in this last time, but he regretted it. I died. He died when he found out that the person he loved was me, died when my mother came back to me, and died in the season of recovery of all things...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
