The Goal Is To Die

Chapter 6

Nadia had no more room for fleeting emotion such as happiness.

There was even a point in her regression that she tried to face Kahill directly and said that she doesn't want to see him anymore.

She said to him that she doesn't love him now that's why he doesn't need to worry about her approaching him anymore.

And she even blessed Kahill and Trisha's love life. She also apologized to all her pestering with him and repented.

She was forgiven later on and Nadia thought that she would finally survive without being accused.

"Thank you so much!"

"Kahill, I don't feel so good..." Trisha mumbled.

"Trisha?"

Trisha suddenly collapsed.

"!!!"

Nadia widened her eyes.

"No, no, no, why?"

It happened to be the perfect time when the three of them were having tea.

"Your highness!!"

Cain and Nitro appeared.

Nitor checked the tea. "It's poisoned."

Then the prince glared at her.

'SHIT!' Nadia felt that things were going wrong once again.

So she just grabbed her emergency knife and stabbed herself once again.

"Haha. That was crazy."

Nadia laughed as she recalled that one time.

Whether she asked for forgiveness or avoiding those death flags, she always ends up dying in the end.

"Why? Just why is this happening to me? Where did it go wrong? When I pushed Trisha to the lake? When I acted spoiled? Maybe, when I was born? Everything went wrong til then?"

*Sigh*

Nadia resigned herself to sleep.

...

As she opened her eyes, it was another day.

"F'ck. Another day to live."

Nadia got up from her bed, all haggard.

She just slept all day since yesterday.

She walked out of her room while she was still in her nightgown.

Things like dressing up and being beautifully proper didn't matter to her anymore.

"My lady!" A maid approached her.

It was the same maid who always entertained her.

"You're still in your nightgown!"

"You."

"Yes??"

"What's your name?" Nadia asked.

"My name is Horen, my lady."

Horen... Light brown hair in a bob cut and dark green eyes.

"...I see. Then, Horen. Would you do me a favor and get me a scissors?"

"Y-Yes? For what, my lady?"

Nadia touched her hair.

"This disgusting hair makes me sick. I want to get rid of it."

Horen wondered why she called it disgusting when her hair color was incredibly beautiful.

"But my lady..."