I reincarnated into an otome game, and my role was the terminally ill younger sister of one of the capture targets.
But… my favorite character ended up drinking the poison meant for me and became the one with only a short time left!
Watching him—suddenly branded as someone doomed to die and left all alone—I made up my mind.
I would take responsibility for him. I would cure him no matter what.
To protect him, I became his temporary fiancée and stayed by his side, caring for him every day.
After years of effort, the day finally came when he was declared completely cured.
With my mission fulfilled, I tried to let him go. But—
“Why do you keep trying to pair me up with someone else? Lep, I have absolutely no intention of marrying anyone but you.”
“You’ve suffered so much because of me. How could I dare covet your future as well? I’m not that shameless. So…”
“If you said you’d take responsibility for me, then you’re going to see it through to the end.”
The man who tore the annulment papers to shreds with a smile was nothing like the fragile, sorrowful man I once knew.
Something was definitely wrong here.
