Rebecca went into her room, sat down on the bed.

After a few seconds, she took out a paper from her pocket and read the words, “My love will live in you, huh… If only something like that is possible…”

She had always heard that her parents used to be in great love when they were young, but now, they were living in separate rooms, and she didn’t even remember them laughing together.

“Love before marriage may be sweet, but after marriage, it gradually turns sour… That’s the reality of all marriages. That’s why I tried so hard to find the right man who wouldn’t easily turn sour despite not liking what I do. I couldn’t find any, and I ended up marrying Benyamin. Unfortunately, he didn’t live long. Now, I feel burdened to marry again. I know marriage sucks, but being alone sucks even more. With marriage, I can at least have children and a family. But if I’m alone, what’s the point of living and earning?”

She put the paper under her pillow.

Because Rebecca’s memories were also altered, she w