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That guy was my friend's boyfriend. After they fought, he came home and said he wanted my opinion. What exactly made his girlfriend change? I, who didn't have a bad feeling at all, put him in the house. Then he killed me!
That bastard stabbed me multiple times with a kitchen knife and killed me. Even though he knew tomorrow was my wedding day.
How sad. A death that made me curse all efforts. But, what could I do?
I thought I was dead. I did. Because at that moment I didn't feel any air in my lungs. Because everything went dark.
I didn't know anything until I opened my eyes and saw a beautiful ceiling with crystal chandeliers. Are there hospitals like this? I'm sure that even if the apartment I lived in was sold, I wouldn't be able to buy that crystal chandelier!
"She's alive! SHE'S ALIVE! LADY ELEONORA IS ALIVE!" I turned my head and saw an old woman running while screaming.
I'm alive? Really? But who is Eleonora? I'm Cristy!
I don't understand anything yet. Not a single thing. People started introducing themselves as my parents, future in-laws, and fiancé. But I knew that none of them were telling the truth!
Their smiling faces were terrifying masks. My gut screamed at me to run away.
And I knew that my gut never lied!

I Got Killed and Woke Up as a Successor

Eleonora didn't understand Kai's words. "What do you mean, Kai?" asked Eleonora curiously.

Kai looked down quickly, afraid of not being able to think clearly because of Eleonora's beauty. "There's a rumor that the missing servants were your doing!"

Even in the mansion itself the rumor was blowing so hard that almost half of the workers in the mansion were fired for believing the rumor.

"I was assigned to clean Lady Effie's room since the beginning of winter. It was said that the maid in charge of cleaning had previously been requested by the Lucsor mansion."

Eleonora raised her hand. "Do they know when I last set foot in the Berdine residence? It was at the end of winter last year. I came there just to take back the management rights that I had impulsively handed over to Lady Effie!" But, why would Eleonora seek justification for what she did? She was not the guilty party in this matter. "Continue with your story!" Eleonora ordered at the wrongdoing.

The Curse (1)