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My Heart Hates Me

"When the first snow hits the ground- Your wish will come true" A little girl from a small, unknown village in Germany, a little boy from the huge city of Tokyo in Japan-- Their marriage was fixed before they were born. They both were tied down to each when they were two. They are each other's prisoners. A prison they can't escape until death hits them-- They make a paradise of nothing. They have never met each other, they have never seen each other and live in two different worlds. One is too rich, other is too poor. One is restless, other is calm. One is mature, the other is childish. One is sick, and the other is medicine. As days pass, she falls for him just by thinking about him and he hates her more, just by thinking about himself. After 25 years, they meet. He cheats on her, he hates her, he only makes her miserable, he wants her to disappear... Unless she finally does. They can't have each other. "He has to die for her, for her to live for herself" They are wrapped up in someone else's webs and only the first snow can save them from this world where they don't belong. They fight, love, hate, break, they are hurting but they don't know why. All they know is that they are doing everything wrong-- Cause this marriage was never meant to be. But can Fate change when life and death collide and their hearts struggle to meet? Find out in this psychological thriller! "Nobody cares unless you're beautiful... Or dead. Life is hard, it kills you afterall" Life is the art of dying

Ryu Sakurada · Urban
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99 Chs

Chapter43

#Chapter43

Kirito sat beside Vivian's body, holding her hand into his. He looked at her face as he squeezed her rough fingers. Vivian's soul and Lucus sat in front of him, staring at him. Kirito's face was expressionless.

/"Kirito, let's go home now. It's almost morning./" Mrs. Hiomi said.

/"Vivian is normal now. She'll wake up in a day or so/" Mrs. Garnette said.

Kirito just looked at Vivian.

/"Brother?/" Aoi looked at Kirito. He slowly got up and walked out of the room. Vivian ran after him barefoot as Lucus just stared at her. Suddenly, the book had a clock drawn on it and it began shining with the ringing sound of huge church bells. He looked into it and disappeared into black clouds.

The next moment, he was in the middle of a terrace, somewhere in Beijing, where a teen girl was ready to jump down. He sat beside her and the girl took a deep breath. He imitated her and finally she jumped.