On our wedding night, I killed him with my own hands. It all started when I was sixteen——
The originally happy family was torn apart because of an accident. His father committed a murder and disappeared, and his mother couldn't bear the pressure and committed suicide. It seemed that the beauty of the past was just a dream. When she woke up from the dream, all the beauty and happiness disappeared with it.
Thanks to my lover, the person I hate the most. He was the person I would kill even if I went crazy in my first life, and the person who brought me some warmth in my second life. I can't seem to make up my mind to kill him when he loves me the most, so just leave! Leaving may be the best outcome.
Intention: wu