About Killed Me for Your Precious Angel? Now Pray She Can Save You from Hell Novel
"Five years ago, Celia Fairborne was in a devastating car accident while trying to save her family, leaving her in a coma.
Five years later, when she finally woke up, everything has changed.
Her parents and brother Silas Fairborne had taken in an adopted daughter—Mireya Quinn. They showered Mireya with affection, and even Aurelian Graves, Celia's childhood sweetheart and fiancé, seemed completely captivated by her.
""We missed you so much it broke us, Celia. Mireya… she helped us cope."" they explained. "" If anything, you should be happy we found a way to keep you close.""
But Celia couldn’t take it anymore—she flat-out demanded they get Mireya out of the house.
Then tragedy struck. On the way to take Mireya to her new placement, their car crashed. Her parents and Mireya were killed on the spot.
From that moment on, Silas and Aurelian's love for Celia turned to bitter hatred.
“Three people are dead because of you!” they snapped. “All because of your stupid, jealous pride! They’d still be here if you hadn’t pushed them away!”
They tormented her, made her pay for what they saw as her cruelty. And she accepted it all, believing she deserved their punishment.
Three years later, they left her completely wrecked. Then came the final blow—stage four cancer. Dr. Morrow delivered the verdict: she had less than a month to live.
She was just aimlessly walking through Manhattan, trying to clear her head—when she suddenly spotted them. Her supposedly dead parents, Silas, and Aurelian, all gathered around a table, smiling and laughing like nothing ever happened. And right in the center sat Mireya, wearing a tiara, glowing like some fairytale princess.
Celia stood outside, frozen in shocked.
Before she could process what she was seeing, she heard Aurelian's voice: ""She’s had it rough enough already. Like, are we seriously still playing this show?""
Silas chuckled, cutting into his steak. ""Let’s tell her truth till her birthday next month. A bit more misery might finally get her head straight—maybe then she won’t dare to force Mireya out.""
Her mother Millicent sighed, ""She’s just too damn stubborn. She’ll never accept Mireya.""
His father Conrad raised his wine glass with satisfaction. ""Well, looks like our fake death show. No way she’ll go after Mireya again after this.""
Celia stood frozen in the shadows, her whole body going numb the second she heard those words.
It was all a lie.
They weren't dead. They had orchestrated an elaborate hoax—faking their own deaths just to force her to accept Mireya.
How fucking ridiculous.
Her own parents, her brother, and Aurelian—the man who had promised to love her forever—had played the cruelest game imaginable, all for the sake of their precious adopted daughter.
But they didn't know the truth.
She’s got less than a month left.
She’s dying and won’t live long enough to hear their so-called forgiveness."