My sister called me nine times before committing suicide, but I didn't answer.
Chapter 2
But the doctor was unaware.
That wonderful partner seems to have stopped loving me.
Kieran and I have been together for a year and engaged for three months.
Two years ago, I missed my sister's call, which led to her suicide.
My mother accused me of being a murderer, throwing things and screaming curses, wishing me a terrible fate.
The year I was diagnosed with depression, I met Kieran.
I broke down crying in front of a convenience store, and while passersby gave me strange looks, he stood in front of me with an umbrella, offering a tissue and a warm smile: "A pretty face like yours shouldn't cry."