I peeked inside the room by sliding the door a little bit and saw a man kissing my sister and touching her body with his hand. I couldn't see his face, but I recognized the voice; it was very similar to someone's. I didn't want to believe who he was. He couldn't be that man.

I watched them, and then he began removing my sister's dress. She was in a very short nightdress, which he was trying to remove or tear. But when he turned around, I saw his face. I was shocked.

No, no, no.

I still couldn't believe my eyes. He couldn't be the person my sister was with. There was no way. Tears formed in my eyes as I started to remember every moment with him. He was cheating on me with my sister. He was the only one left for me to call family.

He was my fiancé, my first love, my childhood best friend, my everything. I trusted him in every possible way, but look what he did.

Tears were falling down from my face as I watched them making out. I couldn't believe my sister would do this to me. I always treated her like my own sister, even though we weren't related by blood.

I was feeling very sad or betrayed at that moment. I took out my phone to click some pictures of them, then closed the door as they continued. When I turned around, I heard my sister screaming his name... "Liam, ahhh, slow down, Liam..."

I closed my eyes and sat beside the room, crying in mess. I couldn't control my tears as I stood up and went outside of the house. It was raining heavily.

When I came outside, everything around me was a blur, and I was soaked from the rain. I looked around at the house-it was my parents' house, but technically it belonged to my step-sister, Kate.

I had been blind to believe my father, who cheated on my mother, and then my mother, who committed suicide. I was foolish to treat my step-mother and step-sister as my own family.

As I walked along the roadside, I thought about everything from my past life-about my fiancé Liam, the times we shared, and the fake promises he made to me.

I wasn't able to see anything clearly due to rain,I was outside for more than a few hours it was still raining, and i was still walking along the road, without caring about anything and without thinking that it was almost midnight.

I couldn't see anything clearly due to the rain. I had been outside for more than a few hours, and it was still raining heavily. I continued walking along the road, not caring about anything and oblivious to the fact that it was almost midnight.

As I walked blankly, suddenly, I saw headlights approaching me. Then, everything disappeared as I was hit by a car. I was thrown a few meters away from the car. It was the end for me, and I knew it. I didn't want to die like this.

I looked at the car's headlights as my eyesight started to fade. I gazed up at the sky through the clear rain. My vision was blurry, blood was all around me, and the rain was washing it away.

A single tear fell from my eyes, and then I shut them.

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Suddenly, I opened my eyes, finding myself in a bed. It was a hotel room, and shock washed over me as I realized it was the same room from before. I quickly grabbed my phone from the side and checked the time. It was almost 10 pm. Opening the calendar on my phone, I was stunned to see the year: 2017. It was the same year in which my life had taken a turn for the worse—I had ended up in jail for attempting to kill someone.

Just yesterday, I was in 2024, and now I was back in 2017, the year that nearly destroyed me. My sister Kate was an actress, and she wanted to land a role in one of the biggest movies, "Jenova of Love." The director of this movie was a big name in the industry. She wanted to sell me to the director in exchange for the role, as I was her assistant. My father had forced me into this job and to be her assistant.

I couldn't believe it, but I vividly remembered dying yesterday after catching my fiancé cheating on me with Kate.

This day had changed my entire life trajectory. I ended up in jail for almost seven years. Not a single person came to visit me during that time—it was like hell. Nobody cared about me, not even my father or Liam. They didn't even bother to check if I was alive or dead.

At that time, I convinced myself that Liam was too scared to face me or even look at me. I thought he might have believed I had done something terrible. But I was wrong. He was actually busy with my sister. He might have been the one planning with her all along.

I was an idiot for accepting his apology for that mistake. He didn't even care about me, not even bothering to check on me once. Yet, I was ready to forgive him because I had loved him the most. He was the only person who had helped me through my childhood.