Seven years ago, I boldly confessed my love to my dream guy.
But he tore up my love letter in front of everyone, slapped it against my face, then put his arm around his one true love and walked away.
I swore I'd make him regret it!
The next day, his one true love was ambushed and left in a vegetative state.
Everyone was convinced that I, the spoiled heiress, had made good on my threat and hired someone to take revenge.
He hated me to the core, but seven years later, he got down on his knees and proposed to me.
