Red ointment

The day before my wedding, I died. And then I opened my eyes again. In the same place I died that day. A marriage made through political strategy. In the end, only blood and silence remained. My cold and indifferent marriage partner, Ha Min, didn’t even allow me to offer condolences once before my death. So this time, It was my turn to abandon him first. My memories remained in the past, But my heart began to move from now on. This wedding is not fate. The red oath was my choice.