Laila Esteban, the illegitimate daughter of the Esteban family.

In the end, no one had ever loved her. Everyone had turned away from her, not even sparing her so much as a glance as she succumbed to her illness.

And then…

One day, having returned to a month before her death, Laila made a decision.

If I can’t be loved anyway.

“So, you’re suggesting we… start a relationship?”

“No.”

I’ll taste even the shape of love before I die.

“Could you love me, or at least pretend to for a month.”