I always considered myself a cursed daughter.
- You will die by the hand of the person you love! — my mother repeated to me since childhood.
My adoptive mother took me from the orphanage not out of pity, but as a “sacrifice” to fate, so that trouble would not touch her own daughters. In their conviction, the curse was supposed to take me first. They believed it unconditionally—because they themselves felt guilty for their sins.
At fifteen, I learned how it really was, and I tried to run away, but I was brought back and forced to agree to a loveless marriage. And three years later, for the first time, I truly fell in love—and secretly married Vadim, the boy from the capital whom I met at the sea.
After my sister’s tragic death, he leaves me, and my mother’s words once again flash before my eyes: what if she wasn’t wrong?
Seven years have passed. I broke free from the past and built a new life in St. Petersburg—until a chance encounter with Vadim turns into a mockery of fate.
Our feelings reignite, but the shadows of the past won’t let us take a step forward.
To finally gain freedom and the right to happiness, I decide to uncover the secret of my birth.
I don’t want to die! I want to be loved!