I think the time has come to an end of my four-year struggle against this illness.
As I opened my heavy, sunken eyes and looked at the ceiling, I saw a decrepit old manor.
So I’m dying here after all.
It was five years ago that my husband’s business declined. He moved to this shabby place, disposing of his estate and reducing the number of servants hired. I couldn’t eat even a mouthful because I was so sick to the stomach.
That must have been why. I had a mysterious cold at first and stabbing pain in my chest, and then it turned out like this. This is what I get after neglecting the symptoms.
I didn’t try to save money for my medical care.
It was my foolish mistake, but I couldn’t help it. What do I do when I don’t have any money? How am I supposed to pay for my medical expenses when I require food right now?
Still, it was unfair. I’m only 30, and I’m not old enough to die yet! How can I not feel wrong that I have to die even after miserably spending half of my life?
“Madame… Please. You can’t go like this!”
I could hear Nancy crying. My maid, Nancy, whom I brought to my wedding. She, who was always bright, was having a hard time because of me.
I managed to open the heavy lids of my eyes and look at the direction of the voices calling for me. It was the butler and the two maids. I guess these are the only people who will stay by my side till the end.
What a shame for the Count’s wife’s death. I breathed a small sigh.
“The Count… ! I’ll be at peace now…….”
I closed my eyes and sighing peacefully. I’m about to lose my breath. I was already preparing my mind.
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It was then that Daisy’s laughter, though low, was heard.
The tiny laugh made me look immediately at Daisy with eyes wide open. She had a soft smile on her face before she spoke shocking words.
“Why do you want to go already? I wanted to see you live like this more.”