After suffering from cancer and dying tragically, the scumbag set fire to me and sacrificed his life for me

Summary

The day I got engaged to Liam, everyone said he was madly in love with me.

Liam, a writer, had even written a romance novel just for me.

He’d whisper to me in that gentle voice of his, "Stella, you're my muse."

But later, I learned the truth.

The novel was never fiction. It was a collection of his beautiful memories with Clara.

When I confronted him, Liam’s brow furrowed in annoyance. "Stella, don't make a big deal out of nothing."

I didn't cry. I didn't scream.

Instead, I quietly hid my