I am Thalia Metternich, wife of Hill Metternich.
We had a happy life, but then my husband died and I lost my Hill forever.
No, Hill will always be by my side, like the white camellias all over the city, even if the physical body disappears.
Whenever I am asleep, I always feel a pair of cold hands walking on my face. The cold breathing lingered on me for a long time.
"Hill!" I woke up from my dreams countless times and called out in the darkness to my short-lived husband who passed away early.
"Are you sad, Salia?" A familiar question came from the darkness that was so long that it made people collapse. It was so familiar that it broke my heart. Looking at those pure and gentle eyes in the darkness, I burst into tears even more. I could only choke and nod.
"Alas -" the owner of those eyes sighed helplessly and looked at me sadly. His eyes, which were always smiling, were filled with a trace of hatred at some point.
"But Salia, wasn't it you who killed me?"
I am Salia, a low-class untouchable born in the slums.
I want to climb up, and I want to eliminate everyone who gets in my way.
Even if that's Hill.
Purpose: True love transcends life and death, true love is more valuable than anything else