Reborn, I Let My Childhood Friend Be with His White Moonlight, but He Regretted It Like Crazy

My childhood friend’s white moonlight took her own life.

All because he married me.

During the thirty years of our marriage, our most frequent wish for each other was that the other would die a horrible death.

Just before I died, we had a terrible fight.

Before storming out, he slipped something into my tea.

The instant the poison took effect, I guessed who the culprit was.

I held on until he came home, then plunged a knife into his stomach, making him go to hell with me.