They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 228: Shock Chapter 228: Shock Uncertainty.

Ebere locked herself in her room, unable to face anyone.

Her father’s death weighed heavily on her, and for the first time in her life, she felt the full impact of what life could be like.

Meanwhile, the Queen Mother had collapsed upon seeing her son dead.

She suffered a heart attack and was now under constant medical care, barely conscious.

Queen Chioma, usually quick to seek out trouble with Nnenna, had grown strangely silent, distant, like she was bottling up excess feelings she couldn’t express.

It seemed even she had been deeply affected.

The rest of the royal siblings weren’t faring much better.

They tried to return to their usual duties, integrating themselves back into work, but their expressions told the truth.

None of them were okay.

None of them could be.

They had attempted to contact Somto, but he remained unreachable.

So, they had no choice but to wait.

However, the person who had taken everything the hardest was Nnenna.

Ever since the day the king had died saving her, she had felt like a different person.

The weight of his sacrifice crushed her, making it impossible to breathe properly.

She had barely recovered from the trauma of being an adopted daughter, unwanted and scorned, and now this.

A new nightmare had begun.

She noticed the way her second brother, Obinna, looked at her now.

His hatred had always been there, simmering beneath the surface, but now it had reached an entirely new level.

He didn’t need to say anything, his burning glares and cold dismissal were enough.

She knew what he was thinking.

The assassins had come for her.

her, their

family, kingdom,

though no one dared to say it out loud, she could feel

Nnenna was drowning.

of hatred from her family,

known the truth about her origins was

her real parents, her true identity, everything had died with

And the worst part?

The most excruciating part?

had died

never asked him

to

He had chosen to.

had to carry the unbearable burden of his sacrifice for the rest of

She hadn’t slept.

she closed her eyes, she

deep in his

blood pooling

His final words.

scene replayed in her mind, tormenting her

worse, sometimes she was the one holding the sword, sometimes she

didn’t die at

he simply stared at her with

dangerous moments, where she wished she had been the

would have been easier to endure than the emotional

wasn’t enough, she now had another

The assassins.

who had sent them, but she

she

she was

she supposed to

supposed to go anywhere, do anything, when

She wasn’t safe.

Not here.

Not anywhere.

And the terrifying part?

had no idea

A month had passed.

of that night had settled, and life in the palace slowly returned to a fragile sense

though people moved on, even though the castle bustled as if

had scabbed over, but