My half-sister won my husband's heart. I gave in. I was dying anyway.

In the fourth year of my marriage to Frederick, the love of his life got divorced and he returned to our country. What was far worse was, I was diagnosed with cancer, nearing my end. Having less than half a year left to live, I continued to play the role of Frederick's docile wife. I kept my act up until my death. Frederick, after reading the diaries I left behind, completely broke down.

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