Flames Burn Away Bitter Love

Synopsis

Just because I took one more look at my stepsister's belongings, I was cast out by my own father and thrown by my stepmother into a foreign land full of corpses. When I was at death's door, Ronnie Anderson saved me. He carried me on his back for more than ten miles along a muddy road, led me step by step out of that dark abyss, and let me see daylight for the first time. For the sake of that kindness, I fought my way back to the country, crawled back into my family's home, and made Ronnie my bodyguard. By the tenth year that he had protected me with his life, I finally gathered all the evidence. I decided to expose what my stepsister really was before her death and take back everything that belonged to me. That day, however, Ronnie set a fire. It burned up all the irrefutable evidence I had spent ten years collecting, and it burned half of my face as well. Amid all the ruin, he knelt before me for the first time and pleaded, "Isabel must have had her reasons. I beg you with the ten years I have spent by your side—don't ruin her reputation after her death." The wind blurred my eyes. I finally saw the scar on his arm clearly. It had been left by my stepsister's fiancé, the Anderson family's only heir, when he saved her. At that moment, I understood everything. I gave up those ten years of companionship, took my brother's belongings, and went to the place where he was buried. No one in this world cared about me anymore. I wanted to go and see, once more, the spirit who had loved me with all his heart. I heard that that night, Ronnie searched all over Fairview like a madman to find a familiar figure.