Emerie knew no miracle would come this time . The doctor warned her condition could cause sudden fainting or blindness without treatment . But she'd decided against treatment . She dialed Andrew's number . He answered instantly , " Yeah ? " " It's me , " Emerie said . He scoffed , " Changed numbers again ? What do you want ? " Her nails dug into her palm . " Just one question : Why did you suddenly break up with me three years ago ? " " Emerie , is this really worth obsessing over ? " Andrew's voice dripped with irritation . " Don't bother me if it's noth- ing . " He hung up . Emerie gave a bitter smile , her eyes falling on the voluntary palliative care agreement . The Sunset Care Center evaluator asked , " Absolutely certain ? " She nodded . " Certain . " Signed . Fingerprinted . Under personal wishes , she wrote : Hope Andrew attends my memorial service . That same day , fate played its cruel joke - Emerie saw Andrew holding his current girlfriend during a hospital check- up . He murmured tenderly , " After this appointment , let's finalize our wedding plans . " " Mr. Williams , I've checked the dates . That day's most auspicious . Why not set it then ? " The woman was Rebecca . Emerie froze mid - corridor . Rebecca spotted her , feigning surprise . " Oh ? Emerie ? What a coincidence . " Andrew turned , his gaze briefly unreadable . " Long time . " 0.0 % 00.05 Chapter 1 Emerie smiled . " Congratulations . " " The engagement invites will reach your studio this week , " Rebecca chirped . " How fitting . That's my birthday , " Emerie replied with a hollow laugh . # 248 Vouchers " Really ? " Rebecca pretended innocence . " Scheduling it on Emerie's birthday makes it a double happiness celebra- tion . " Emerie forced a smile . " I'll be there . " As she walked away , her nails drew blood from her palms . " Emerie , Ms. Rebecca requested you personally handle their engagement planning , " the assistant said cautiously . Price tag : fifteen thousand . Emerie scanned the contract and signed . The assistant looked puzzled . She smiled thinly . " My highest - paying commission . " Three days later , during venue rehearsal . She stood stage - left directing lights when sharp pain exploded in her skull . Darkness swallowed her vision as she col- lapsed . " Director Emerie ! " Chaos erupted . Staff helped her up , but she waved them off . " I'll continue . " Andrew watched from the crowd , his voice icy . " She always loved putting on an act . " Emerie heard him , her lips curling in silent mockery , Explanations were pointless . Meaningless . Steadying herself , she walked back toward the stage . 53.0 %