You were the one who abandoned me, why do you regret it?1
For nine years, I chased after Bradyn Ruiz. Yet in the end, he sent me to a mental hospital for his true love.
By the time I was tortured terribly, I finally let go of my love.
But then Bradyn lost his mind.
He crawled on his knees, begging for the same lucky charm he'd once asked for on my behalf.
***
A Bentley pulled up in front of the mental hospital.
The director of the hospital Aron Gates, wearing his white coat, gave me a gentle push from behind, and then bowed deeply to the man getting out of the car.
Like a puppet on strings, I moved forward mechanically, only to be stopped by Bradyn's outstretched hand. That was when I realized I had already walked up to him.
With his arms crossed, a mocking expression flickered across his handsome face as his sharp eyes coldly scanned me up and down.
"You seem better now. At least not so noisy anymore."
He gave a faint smirk, lifting his chin in acknowledgment toward Aron.
The expression on Aron's face, the one that filled me with terror, was now plastered with a sycophantic grin.