You are the youngest daughter of the Catchnal family. Without a single word of your consent, your parents announced your marriage to Willan, a man rumored to be a war-crazed maniac, and you were forced to marry him. As expected, the rumors were true; Willan was freezing cold. You were never treated as the proper mistress of the house, and your emotional wounds only continued to pile up.

Well, it doesn't matter anymore. You have no lingering attachment to life anyway. Just as you are about to jump, you lock eyes with Willan from below the window.

You flinch for a moment, but deciding it doesn't matter, you step out over the railing. At that exact moment, Willan bursts through the door.

BANG—!

How dare you try to die in front of me?