Abandoned by everyone, she died miserably. Her unjust life came to an end, and damn it, she returned to the past.
‘A mother and daughter dying like dogs together. What a pity.’
She couldn’t even die with dignity.
That unjust, miserable death brought Charloff back to that day when she was nineteen.
“I’ll leave now.”
It was time to end it all.
She didn’t care if this life fell apart. She had no regrets, no lingering attachments.
“I don’t care if I’m ruined.”
She would send her mother back to her family home, the place she longed for while she was alive.
In her past life, she threw herself away for the emperor, Benjamin Visenov, the man who murdered his own family and relatives, the one they called an unfilial monster. They called him a beast, a tyrant…
“I still thirst for you.”
He thirsts.
