Even if I cover my ears and wish to hear nothing at all, the voice still reaches me—I don't want to know things like the voice of your heart that your fiancé loves...

Hearing the voices of people's hearts was terribly painful. I thought many times about destroying my ears. The Crown Prince, my fiancé, his inner voice only said things like he didn't want to be engaged to such a dark woman, and that he loves my sister. Why isn't my sister the one engaged to him? His words were kind, but they were nothing but contempt toward me. My father, mother, and sister—they were all the same. I had fallen into despair over everything, but then...