The Third Year After My Death
Three years ago, I was the most promising member of the Scientific Expedition Team.
After entering Salakole, I was killed by my fiancé's true love, Vivian Fowler.
She stole my supplies, scratched my face, and pushed me off the ship.
I died with my second child in my belly.
But when the rescue team came, Vivian said I had stolen her supplies and was going to flee.
My fiancé, Winston Patton, wrote a report and erased me from the expedition team.
From then on, I became a joke. All the people on the team looked down on me.
Until three years later, someone discovered my long-frozen body.
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