I enjoyed looking at the stars, so he built a small observatory just for me.
If I wanted ice cream, he would run across ten streets to buy it for me.
At the Conrad house, and when I was with Draco, I could almost say that I had anything I asked for.
Even if I wanted the moon in the sky, he would still find a way to bring it down for me.
Back then, we were both young and believed that love could survive every test of time.
We never thought that life could change without warning.
Just one Ravena was enough to completely break apart our relationship.
Ravena was the daughter of the house helper, Aunt Wendy.
During vacations, she came to the Conrad house to help with chores.
She would on purpose damage my belongings and pretend to accidentally burn my clothes.
When I became angry, she would run to Draco in tears, talking about how difficult her life was.
The child who cried would get sweets.
A woman who cried gained sympathy.
In wave after wave of tears, Draco’s heart slowly shifted toward her.
What truly made me break down was the night before our engagement.
That day, Draco told me he wanted to get something ready for me as a surprise.
Feeling curious, I quietly went back to the house, only to see Ravena stepping out of Draco’s bedroom, her clothes messy.
When she noticed me, she not only gave no explanation at all, but she instead harshly threw the keepsake my mother had left me onto the floor.
“Savannah, stop acting like some proper young miss in front of me. Everyone knows you’re just someone living off the Conrad family.”
“Who will end up as the future woman of the Conrad household is still not decided!”
I was angry and yelled at her to leave, but instead, she ran to Draco, crying.
She claimed that I had always bullied her and Aunt Wendy in every way possible.
And that now, because I was about to marry Draco, I was trying to push their whole family into a corner with no way out.
That Draco, who once promised he would always agree with me and stand by my side, just like that, chose to believe everything she said.
He stood in front of Ravena, stared at me with anger, and said, “Savannah, what are you causing trouble about this time?”
“Ravena already has it hard enough, can’t you show her a little kindness?”
“Don’t forget, you are not the woman of the Conrad family yet.”
“You have no right to use the Conrad family’s name to act wild and push people around!”
We had a big fight and threw many hurtful words at each other.
I couldn’t win against him, and in a rush of anger, I said we should break up.
Draco also spoke coldly, telling me that once I left, I was never allowed to return.
I threw away every gift Draco had ever given me.
I moved by myself to stay in a villa on the edge of my hometown.
Draco blocked my phone number and refused to say even one more word to me.
At that time, we were both young and quick-tempered, and neither of us wanted to lower our head first.
So we stayed stuck like that for a very long time.
In truth, I never really wanted to leave Draco.
I only wanted him to come comfort me, to come say sorry to me.
Draco was a person who spoke straight out, often talking without thinking first.
He didn’t intend to hurt my heart, yet I truly couldn’t swallow this anger inside me.
Deep inside, I quietly made a promise.
As long as he was willing to come and say sorry to me, as long as he was willing to admit his fault to me, I would set aside all old pain, forgive everything, and calmly get ready for the wedding with him.
But I waited again and again, hoped again and again.
I didn’t wait for Draco; instead, I waited for a serial murderer.
He didn’t want money, didn’t want sex; he only wanted my life.
I begged bitterly, struggled desperately, cried, and asked him why.
He coldly laughed a few times and smashed my head hard against the floor.
“Why?”
“Because you deserve it, because you must die!”
“You ruined another family, so I will make you pay the price as well!”
