**My boyfriend killed me!** Going back to 18—choosing the loyal love of my childhood friend!

Sister, I’m so hungry—I want ravioli! Don’t worry, it’s winter sausage today. We’ll definitely eat ravioli. Mom, I gave you money. Yo, you’re awesome. Madame/Mademoiselle, please, save us. We’re orphans. Please, Madame/Mademoiselle, welcome us. Just give us food. Mom, I think this little brother is cute. And if… we bring them home. I work hard—I can’t always be with her. Finding her a companion would be good. Okay, as you wish. Do you want to go to the Jameses’? Yes, as long as I can eat, I’ll do anything. Mademoiselle Jne, you didn’t expect this. Your mother died. Your business is now in my hands. So, from Mademoiselle to who you are now—it’s nice. *Janglinguien.* Why are you doing this to me? Back then, it was the Jam family who adopted you. Otherwise, you and your sister would still be on the streets. The Jam family treated you well—especially me, because I loved you. I lowered myself for you. I made you happy everywhere. I gave you everything you wanted. And look—you’ve turned out ungrateful. Well treated? Do you think I didn’t know?