Born under the curse of her mother’s death, Estelle spent her entire life shunned by her family.
She once believed she would be loved someday, but even her last hope was stolen when her younger sister was adopted in her place.
“Sister, I wish you would just die.”
Her sister took everything from her, piece by piece, and in the end, even her life.
Watching her own funeral, where no one mourned her death, Estelle made a vow:
‘If there’s a next life, I will never love them again.’
* * *
Thus began another life.
“Will you marry me, Estelle?”
A man appeared before her, who no longer sought love.
Michael Valdermont.
The one and only person who had mourned her death, after becoming emperor.
“Estelle, this father was wrong.”
“Lady Estelle, you’ll forgive me again, won’t you?”
“Sister, I’m sorry. Melody is still your little sister, isn’t she?”
As Estelle took Michael Valdermont’s hand, they came to regret too late.
“If you weren’t going to love me, you should never have hated me.”
Finally, the time had come to let go.
