Saved Him, Now I'm Obsessed (10 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 49

That day was simply one among countless utterly ordinary days.

In novels, when a central character dies, there are strange omens—flocks of crows darkening the sky, wine glasses shattering for no reason, or an eerie gloom like the eve of a storm—but my death was different.

There had been no tragic forewarning, no extraordinary event. It was an entirely ordinary day, as if to remind me that death is as natural as birth.

It was an exceedingly ordinary day—just like any other—where I finished work as usual and only managed to get into bed late at night.

And the next thing I remembered was the moment I was pinned beneath the clock ornament. I couldn’t recall how I’d gotten from my bedroom all the way to the shop where the clock ornament was located….

“I can’t think of anything specific right now. Since only the apothecary burned down with no damage to the other buildings, the fire must have started here—but where exactly did it begin? I’ve always been meticulous about fire safety… Could I have forgotten to extinguish the hearth?”

Because there were so many papers and dry glues, I had always been extremely thorough about fire prevention.

My grandfather once mentioned that when he was young, a brief mistake caused him to lose his apothecary. To earn enough money to rebuild it after it burned down, he worked as a military medic for over five years, enduring great hardship.

Of course, while treating numerous patients on the battlefield allowed him to encounter diverse cases and research medicines, those experiences didn’t leave him with only fond memories.

My grandfather lost his eyesight due to an accident during the war. And when he finally returned home disabled, his son and daughter-in-law had already passed away in an accident, leaving behind only their daughter.

Perhaps because of this, my grandfather was overly sensitive about anything related to fires. Having grown up under his care, I too became quite cautious around flames.

Whenever I absolutely needed to use fire, I always kept sand or fire-extinguishing water nearby, and before going to bed, I made sure every ember was completely extinguished.

At that time, the capital was in its rainy season, so it had been raining heavily—but I surely would have maintained my usual thoroughness with fire safety. Yet somehow, a fire large enough to consume the entire building had broken out, which seemed strange.

“They suspect arson. There were clear signs someone deliberately set the fire inside the shop. Given that it had been raining for several days straight, it wouldn’t have been easy for the building to catch fire so quickly.”

“Arson?”

Read full content of this chapter on r e d c a t t y . c o m