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I came back from the dead with only one resolve: to set my fiancé free, so he could go back to the girl he'd always loved. When he threw a private party for her and barred me from entering entirely, I left for Flamoria without a single hesitation. When he told me I was nothing but a nuisance just by existing, I quit my job on the spot. When he said he couldn't bear to live in the same country as me, I moved overseas without delay. And when he wanted to put his beloved at ease by ensuring I was gone forever? I smiled, and accepted another man's marriage proposal. I obeyed him, over and over. All for the sake of my past life. After we'd gotten married, the girl he adored had broken down and slit her wrists. He blamed me for tearing them apart and treated me like trash—tortured me, broke me, and squeezed every last ounce of life from my body. This time around, I was living only for myself. Later, when the three of us ran into each other, he suddenly dropped to his knees in front of me, utterly destroyed. He was sobbing so hard his entire body shook, as if he were falling apart right there on the ground. "Marina," he gasped through broken sobs, "leave them behind. Choose me. Just us."