When I was fourteen, bluebells bloomed all over the mountains.
A fire destroyed all her happiness.
Her father's friend took her and her mother in and lived under someone else's roof. She became inferior, silent, extreme, and cowardly, rejecting all friendships except him.
After accidentally learning the truth about the fire, she couldn't bear the strong blow and mentally differentiated herself.
She was even more extreme. Unable to bear the news that he was going to be engaged to her best friend, she chose to end her life.
However, life often has unexpected arrangements.
She woke up a few years later and followed her destiny. She thought she could control it with one hand, but found that she was still a pawn in the hands of fate.