Chapter 3

Actually, Lucas didn't always hate me this much.

He used to be good to me, even promising that he would love only me for the rest of his life.

I still clearly remember the scene when he got down on one knee and proposed to me on my birthday.

He said, "Sophia, marry me. Let me spend the rest of my life loving you. Let's spend our days together happily. I'll make sure you're happy every day, with a smile always on your face."

Back then, his world revolved around me.

I truly believed I had found the love of my life.

But I never imagined that a car accident would turn our world upside down.

On the day I found a job after graduating from college, Lucas's sister Lily suggested we go out for hot pot to celebrate. I couldn't refuse her kind offer, so I happily agreed.

But at that intersection, a large truck suddenly came hurtling towards us. When I woke up again, I was in the hospital, and I was told that Lily had lost her life in the accident.

The doctor told me that Lily had used her body to shield me from the truck. She died saving me.

Those few short words made me lose my only best friend in this world, and on the same day, I lost Lucas's love.

To this day, I can't forget the sight of Lucas, his face pale, kneeling on the ground when he heard the news.

I tried to apologize to him.

But he ignored me.

He even violently pushed away my trembling hand when I tried to hold his.

And then, I heard him say the most vicious words he had ever said to me.

"Sophia, why couldn't it have been you who died?"

From that day on, he began to torment me, ensuring that the rest of my life was no longer filled with laughter and joy, but instead with constant suffering.

I know he hates me.

And he has every right to hate me.

So even now, I'm grateful that he didn't see me in my final moments.