“From today onward, I won’t have any occasion to see you again.”
On their wedding night.
The only words her blood-soaked husband uttered to Helena were those.
Stay out of his sight.
Live like a ghost, so that not even the sound of your breath reaches him.
Despite her husband’s inexplicable coldness, Helena steadfastly held her ground.
But….
Along with that ruthless gaze,
“It means you’re neither entertaining nor useful.”
When her husband said that with a bored expression on his face.
At last, Helena resolved to sever him from her life with her own hands.
“What I want is… to never see you again.”
Unaware of what might befall her in the future….
And the next morning,
“…Helena, is that you?”
“No way, Kavil… is that you?”
Like a nightmare, Helena found herself switched into her husband’s body.
“One year from now. If you don’t reconnect your fates, you’ll meet death in accordance with the natural order.”
Moreover, she ended up hearing this ominous prophecy….
The ill-fated bond she had barely managed to cut was beginning anew.
