Obsessive Love
Who’s the Prey Now?
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My sister is dead. She committed suicide for a man.
When I was sorting through her belongings, I found a pair of handcuffs and some photographs.
In the photos, she was completely naked, her body covered in bruises.
A rush of blood surged through me, my whole body turned cold, and I was instantly overwhelmed by an indescribable terror and confusion.
But I didn’t know yet that the person who started all this had no intention of stopping.
And I was his next target.
The Dead Bride
At my grand wedding to my Boyfriend, a stranger pushed open the door and walked in elegantly.
Who is he? What does he want? Is he here to bless me, or to destroy me?
When the man smiled, raised his hand, and lightly pushed me off the rooftop, I finally remembered who he was.
After fate destroyed me once more, it granted me the chance of Rebirth.
Since then I have decided: I will never bow my head or admit defeat. Even if I fall into Avici Hell, I will stop at nothing.
