“In this marriage, both your life and mine are at stake.” “Die quietly for me. If only you, the burden to everyone, were to die, then everyone would be happy.” It wasn’t enough for them to steal away my entire life just to fill their own bellies— they even went so far as to use my death. Perhaps it was because resentment had sunk so deeply into my bones. Carrying the chance for revenge, I returned from death. “In this life, I won’t die after being used like a fool.” I will devote this life I regained to the altar of vengeance. And so, I resolved to open the gates of revenge by marrying the very man they loathed so desperately, saving him and myself in the process. But then— “He looks familiar.” When I faced him up close, he resembled my longtime friend far too much.