His Wedding Day, Her Dying Wish

year. My last wish? To finish my art installations and re

ed nothing to do with my "chaos." I blackmailed him with his father's dirty secrets, forcing him int

care" me away. On his wedding day, a desperate old acquaintance fatally stabbed me. I died alone,

't he see beyond the chaos to the dyin

d. Crushed by regret, he dismantled his life, realizing the love he'd denied. Years later, inexplicably drawn back into h