Chapter 1

In my seventh year with Tristan, I still hadn't married into the Foster family.

He said I had to be able to wear the ancestral ring to become Mrs. Foster.

Over those seven years, I'd gone from having a perfect figure to becoming a walking skeleton.

Before each ring fitting, I'd only dare sustain myself on water for days.

But ninety-nine fittings, ninety-nine failures.

The night before the hundredth attempt, Tristan gently circled my ring finger and sighed softly:

"When will I finally be able to marry you?"

My eyes welled up with tears, and I secretly scheduled a bone reduction surgery.

But just before going under the surgery, I overheard:

"Mara's lost more weight. Switch to an even smaller ring."

"Mr. Foster, to fit into that ring, Miss Smith has already become... like that. Do you... truly have the heart for this?"

Tristan fell silent for a long moment before finally saying:

"She can't be allowed to fit into it."

"Selene's delusional disorder hasn't been cured yet. In her mind, I'm her lover."

"If I marry Mara now, Selene will completely break down."

He didn't know that my father had only given me seven years.

If I couldn't marry into the Foster family within seven years, the arranged marriage between our families would be null and void.