TRCR 149

Yulian grasped Rebecca’s hand and spoke earnestly.

“Devonshire will destroy itself soon enough. I’ll make sure of it. Once that happens, you can break my curse, and we can just live together like this. So please…….”

How wonderful it would be if things flowed as easily as his words.

A daily life with Yulian.

The mere thought was intoxicating.

Eating the breakfast he prepared each morning, handling light duties, then walking peacefully with him and Lily.

Like ordinary nobles, hosting grand balls or traveling leisurely together.

Just imagining it brought immense happiness, yet an equally deep shadow fell across Rebecca’s face.

She erased herself from the picture standing beside Yulian.

And filled the space with someone else.

It stung, but if it meant he could smile forever, she could endure it.

She was someone who should vanish from this world.

She had already died once—there was nothing to regret.

Repeating…