CHAPTER ONE
Zhoa Yuo Luo lay on her bed feeling lonely. It was obvious that she was dying sooner or later, it had already been confirmed by the doctor, she knew that too and it was all due to herself. She had nobody to blame. What was hurting her wasn't her death per ser, it was just that nobody was going to accompany her in her last time not even her father nor her mother and she knew that somehow, she deserved it. A lone tear escaped from her eyes. If only she had lived a better life then maybe just maybe things would be different. But there was no need crying over spilt milk. Her only thought now was how to make amends, but she knew it was too late.
She had earlier that day that was four days, gone to meet him, her forced fiance. She had met him with his lover and had been angry that she couldn't reason properly. The thought that came to her mind was to kill her. Maybe if she died,
he would pay attention to her. So two days later she invited them to her house, she knew he was going to be suspicious, but she had planned out everything well leaving no stone unturned in her mission. But who knew that when she added that deadly poison in her drink when she left to use the restroom and she sent him to fetch another wine that he had seen it and exchanged the drink instead. He had been curious why she invited the both to her house and so had been wary of her. When he saw that suspicion movement, he only did the thing that came to his mind and that was to swap the drinks. Eventually, Zhao Yuo Luo had ended up drinking the drink and gotten hurt. When she fell, she had seen the hurt in his eyes or maybe she was imaging it. He had been the one that rushed her to the hospital. After the doctor said he couldn't do anything to save her, he had just looked at her and left without a word. Since then, no one had come to visit her. They must have probably heard of her shameful deed and abandoned her. She smiled a weak smile, then closed her eyes.