Love is Deep and Shallow, But My Marriage's Love is A Fantasy

Ten years into fulfilling my sister’s abandoned marriage contract, I was pushed off a three-story building—just for sitting in her favorite chair.

My spine shattered, my body drenched in blood, I begged him to call for help.

But just like his father, he sneered at me.

"You think you deserve to use my mom’s things? Let me tell you—no matter what, you’ll never replace her! You want me to save you? No way. I’m going to watch you become a cripple and then watch Dad throw you out of this house!"

I stared at him in disbelief.