Chapter 1

Lucas hates me for killing his sister. He's told me more than once to go die.

"Sophia, you should be the one who's dead. How dare you continue living?"

That night, I fulfilled his wish and tried to end my life with an overdose of sleeping pills.

Later, when he learned of my death, he knelt beside my body, clutching my hand tightly.

"Sophia, I was wrong."

"Please don't play such a cruel joke on me."

I died.

As Lucas wished, I finally paid for his sister's life with my own.

After taking an overdose of sleeping pills, I slipped into unconsciousness, my life slowly ebbing away. Fortunately, I passed away in my sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself floating in the air, surrounded by a group of medical staff in scrubs and white coats.

The sheets were stained red, a sight that was deeply disturbing to anyone who saw it.

Yes, I was the one who called the ambulance. I didn't want my body to be discovered only after it had started decomposing. Moreover, I was alone in this world, with no family to notice if I was gone.

After the doctor confirmed that I couldn't be revived, he pronounced me dead on the spot. Upon identifying me, he sighed softly, looking regretful.

"Another poor soul."

"I wonder if she has a loved one who will come to claim her body."

A loved one.

At first, I thought I had one, but later I realized I was wrong. He didn't love me at all.

He hated me and wanted me dead.

So now, I've fulfilled his wish and left this world.

Looking at my cold, pale body, my mind began to wander.

Lucas, how will you feel when you hear about my death?