Twenty years ago, a boy died a wrongful death, crying out for justice. As they laid him to rest, strange thumping sounds came from inside the coffin. A master offered guidance, saying the boy still had an earthly wish unfulfilled: he wanted a woman.
I knelt before his coffin and said, "When I grow up, I’ll marry you."
From then on, I had no peace in my life.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
