Chapter 1

The biggest regret of my life was falling in love with my sister's husband.

When I first met him at twenty, I was trapped in an alley by a group of girls who used to bully me.

He threw his jacket over my head, chased them off, and saved what little dignity I had left.

I fell for him right then.

That flutter came to an abrupt halt the weekend my sister Vivian brought him home.

I actively avoided every encounter with them and immediately applied to graduate schools over a thousand miles away after graduation.

But disaster struck half a month before I was supposed to start school. Somehow, I ended up sleeping with him.

That morning, when Vivian opened the bedroom door and saw us sleeping in each other's arms, she screamed and ran out of the house. She jumped into the sea.

My family didn't blame me. Instead, they kept calmly comforting me.

From that moment on, guilt toward Vivian hung over me like a shadow.

My parents reassured me gently. My brother-in-law showered me with comfort and affection. Day after day, I started to believe I could let go of the guilt and live a better life.

Until I found out I was pregnant. The man who usually doted on me sat in silence through the night.

Early the next morning, he dragged me into the car, brought my parents along, and drove straight into the sea where Vivian had jumped.

The moment we plunged off the cliff, I clearly saw the man who was usually so gentle. His eyes now churned with hatred.

"Are you scared? Vivian was even more scared than you. She was pregnant too."

I could still feel the seatbelt strangling my neck, as if it were happening all over again.

But I was reborn on the night right after the family dinner ended.