Chapter 2

I remember we were still students back then. I didn't have much pocket money.

After a breakup, Cora cried, saying that guy wouldn't even buy her a ring.

So, I gave her one.

Back then, Cora said she'd wear it for life, even after getting married.

"Sister, look, the ring fits Mary perfectly! Things should match people, right, sister?"

"Yeah."

I drank a glass of water, swallowing the bitterness.

Just sincerity—if it's not wanted, then so be it.

"Drinking water is boring, have some wine." Father handed me a glass of wine.

I had a stomach issue from childhood, so my stomach's always been weak.

But no one cared.

It's the last day, I told myself.

I stood up, adjusting my expression.

"This one, to Father, thank you for saving me from the kidnapper. I've repaid my life-saving and upbringing debt."

Griffin looked at me, seemingly hearing my background for the first time.

"This one, to Cora, thank you for teaching me what sisterly bond means."

"This one, to Griffin, thank you, I'm free now."

Before I could drink the last glass, Griffin stopped me, frowning.

"You don't..."

"You're not worthy of my toast."

He always acted hypocritical, condescending, offering charity.

I shook off his hand, grabbed his glass and mine, and drank them both in one go.

"Now, we are no longer indebted."

But as I sat down, dizziness suddenly hit me.

Cora pointed at the glass I drank last, looking innocent.

A bad feeling surged in me.

I looked sharply at Father, who avoided my questioning gaze.

What was I hoping for?

I should've known long ago that no one in this family loves me.

"Sister can't handle her liquor, Griffin, help her to her room." Cora's soft, coy voice floated.

Griffin took the opportunity to kiss her, then reached to support me.

"No need! I can walk myself!" I instinctively stepped back, my voice sharp.

Griffin, angered by my reaction, dragged me upstairs.

"Let go!"

He threw me onto the bed.

"Why pretend to be a chaste matron now? Rest assured, touching you disgusts me."

"Then just get out!"

I clung to the bedsheets, the drug's effect too fast.

Griffin, frustrated, turned to leave, only to find the door locked.

"I love you, but... I'm sorry Griffin... I'm sorry..."

Cora's crying faded away outside the door.

Griffin's face was filled with towering anger.

"Nora, you're really surprising me."

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