I have been dating my manager boyfriend, Caleb Frost, for five years. He calls off our wedding 52 times for Gina Lowe, an aspiring actress on the set.

On the day I am ready to give up on him and walk away, Gina falsely accuses me of using expired makeup on her that caused an allergic reaction.

So Caleb shoves me into a sealed cellar and locks me inside.

As he pushes me down, his face is twisted in disgust. "It's one thing to pick on Gina, but to use expired makeup on her and cause an allergy? Do you know how important an artist's face is?

"Stay down there and think about your wrongdoings."

With that, he drags the crying Gina to the hospital.

The cellar's air vent is blocked. Every breath I take grows harder until I suffocate to death inside.

Three days later, Caleb remembers me only after attending a gathering with Gina.

But little does he know, I am already dead from the lack of oxygen in that dark cellar.

My boyfriend, Caleb Frost, who worked as a manager, canceled our wedding 52 times because of Gina Lowe, who was an aspiring actress.

Then, he locked me in a cellar after Gina framed me, and I suffocated to death from the lack of oxygen.

When I woke again, I found my spirit beside Caleb.

He had just taken Gina to see a dermatologist.

Now, sitting in the production crew's break room, he held the crying Gina in his arms.

He comforted her softly. "It's okay, Gina. Luckily, we got to the hospital in time. That's why you recovered so quickly.

"I'll have the best esthetician take care of your skin, so don't you worry."

Gina was still sobbing softly. When she heard what Caleb said, she blinked and murmured, "Caleb, Cecile might have used the expired makeup on me by accident. Please don't punish her too harshly."

The moment he heard my name, Caleb's expression darkened as he soothed Gina.

"Cecile went too far this time. How could a professional makeup artist not check the products first? She'll never learn if I don't teach her a lesson."

Gina deliberately showed a fearful expression. She said timidly, "Cecile was punished because of me, and she has spent so many days alone in the cellar. Will she be mad when she's let out?"

Caleb replied, "She won't. I'm doing this for her own good. It will soften her attitude, so she won't run into trouble at work later."

While Caleb comforted Gina, a crew member rushed over, looking anxious. She said, "Where's Cecile? We're ready to shoot, so why isn't she here to do the makeup yet?"

Caleb, who was still reassuring Gina, replied nonchalantly to the crew member, "From now on, someone else will do Gina's makeup. I don't trust Cecile to do it."

As he spoke, Caleb casually pulled out his phone and checked our chat. It was then that he realized our last conversation was three days ago.

I had not sent him a single message or called him in three days.

Caleb frowned at the empty chat and muttered, "She made Gina suffer so much and didn't even bother to send a single text to check on her."

Just as he was about to call me, Gina suddenly grabbed his hand and sobbed, "It's all my fault. You canceled the wedding to take care of me, so Cecile has every right to resent me.

"It's all my fault for being so weak. We shouldn't contact each other from now on. We can't let Cecile misunderstand our relationship."

Caleb put down his phone and gently patted Gina. He said, "It's not your fault. Your poor health isn't on you. It's Cecile who's always paranoid and suspicious. This time, she needs to see the error of her ways."

I stood to the side and found his words ridiculous. But I was just a spirit now, and no one could see me.

I had dated Caleb for five years, and he had canceled our wedding 52 times because of Gina.

The first time was when Gina was caught by the media after messing around at a nightclub. He rushed back to handle the publicity crisis and abandoned me at the beach for an entire day.

The second time was during the ceremony. When he heard that Gina was being picked on by other aspiring actresses, he rushed back to stand up for her. I was left alone to become a laughingstock in front of the guests.

After that, anything that happened with Gina became an excuse for Caleb to abandon me.

This time was no exception.

Last week was our 52nd attempt to get married. The wedding was extremely simple. Only close family and friends were invited.

On the day before the wedding, I accidentally twisted my ankle. But I didn't want to miss this long-awaited wedding, so I spent the entire day enduring the pain while setting up the venue.

During the whole time, Caleb ignored me. Even when the wedding began, he still hadn't shown up.

That was when I got his call.

He said, "Sorry, Cecile. Gina suddenly has a terrible stomachache, and I need to rush her to the hospital. Let's call off the wedding this time.

"I promise I will definitely see our wedding through the next time."

He hung up right after, leaving me to face all our family and friends alone.

If it had been before, I would have thrown a huge tantrum.

But this time, I was over it.

Since Caleb didn't want to marry me, why should I keep humiliating myself?

I bought a plane ticket to go abroad and threw away all the gifts Caleb had given me.

But just as I was about to hand in my resignation, the production crew asked me to do Gina's makeup one last time. They didn't have a stand-in makeup artist.

After years of working together, I agreed.

But I never thought that choice would push me straight into ruin.

Gina's face reacted badly to the expired makeup she had tried, and Caleb pushed me into the cellar, refusing to listen to my explanation.

I struggled with all my might, but the air vents to the cellar were blocked, causing the air to grow thinner.

Ignoring my desperate pleas, Caleb locked the cellar door. He had taken away all my chances to escape.

Now, as I looked at Gina, who was in Caleb's arms, I shook my head in disappointment.

"Caleb Frost, you killed the person who loved you most in the world with your own hands," I thought.

Gina tugged on Caleb's sleeve and said pitifully, "Don't be mad anymore, Caleb. It's my fault. I was the one who was allergic to the expired makeup. I'm sure Cecile didn't mean it. Please don't blame it on her."

Caleb felt sorry for her and said, "It's not your fault. It would be great if Cecile could be as sensible as you."

Then, he sighed helplessly and added, "I even bought her a gift to apologize, but she still went after you."

He bought me a gift?

That was clearly a used sample of a serum Caleb had given to Gina. He didn't even put any effort into an apology gift.

No, he did put in effort, just not for me.

For Gina's birthday last year, he had someone bring back a priceless diamond from South Effron.

As for our wedding rings, they were just cheap rhinestones worth a few hundred dollars from a store.

He had claimed that our love was sacred and couldn't be measured by money.

Gina touched her face, which was still irritated from the allergy. Her skin was slightly red.

She said, "Caleb, do you think my face will stay this way? How will I act in the future?"

Caleb patted her hand and replied, "Don't worry. I'll hire the best esthetician to take care of you."

Then, he took out his phone and called the housekeeper.

"Has Cecile been reflecting on her mistakes over the past few days? How is it going? If she's realized she was wrong, let her come out," Caleb said. "If she apologizes sincerely to Gina, I'll forgive her.

"If she hadn't deliberately used expired makeup on Gina, Gina wouldn't have spent the last three days suffering in the hospital, would she?"

"But—" The housekeeper was about to say they couldn't open the cellar door, but Caleb cut her off.

"No buts. Just do as I say. There's an air vent down there. It's not like she'll suffocate."

Then, Caleb hung up without giving the housekeeper a chance to explain.

I let out a hopeless, bitter laugh.

There was an air vent in the cellar, but after Caleb left, Gina had sealed it.

I really had suffocated to death down there, just like he said.

He hadn't even bothered to investigate before deciding I was the one who used expired makeup on Gina.

During the last shoot three days ago, I was in charge of doing Gina's makeup.

At the time, she specifically gave me a bottle of foundation, saying that this brand suited her skin.

I carefully checked the expiration date to make sure it was safe before applying it to her face.

But who would have known? She had switched the good foundation with the expired one.

Caleb had been in the entertainment industry for so long, yet he couldn't even see through such a cheap trick. Wasn't that clearly blatant favoritism?

But when I thought about how he canceled our wedding 52 times because of Gina, it wasn't surprising anymore.

To him, I was never as important as Gina.

But it didn't matter anymore. I was already dead in the cellar. Now, he could openly give all his love to Gina.

Gina tugged on Caleb's sleeve and spoke with feigned sadness.

"Forget it, Caleb. I'm just a newcomer. I don't have the right to make her apologize to me."

Caleb hurriedly said, "Who says you don't have the right? You might just be an up-and-coming actress now, but I'll give you the best resources. Soon, you'll become a big star."

My spirit watched coldly from the side.

Caleb used to say the same to me. He promised to give me a happy life and a bright future.

But I didn't want to wade into the messy world of entertainment, so he had let me stay by his side as a makeup artist. He said this was one way he could see me every day.

The promises he once made turned to nothing. How did we end up despising each other so much?

Just then, a crew member, Nina Webbs, walked up to Caleb and said the next scene was about to start. Gina should get ready for it.

But Caleb cut her off and said, "Gina's not feeling well. Her scenes can wait a few days."

Nina sighed. "No offense, Caleb, but you're about to get married. Could you at least rein it in a little and keep a distance from other women?"

The cameraman nearby also nodded. "Yeah, Cecile won't be happy to see this. Be careful, or she might get disappointed enough to give up on you one day.

Caleb felt his chest clench at those words, and his body trembled ever so slightly.

Then, he pretended not to care and said, "That's impossible. Cecile loves me so much that she even planned 52 weddings for me. She would never leave me over such a minor thing."

"But I noticed Cecile hasn't been wearing the bracelet you gave her over the past few days. Didn't you say that it was your token of love, and that she would never take it off?"

Nina's casual remark made Caleb stand frozen in place.

He had bought that bracelet with his first paycheck. Although it was ordinary, it represented his promises to me.

He had once knelt before me, swearing that after we got married, he would buy me an even more expensive bracelet. He had promised to make me the happiest woman in the world.

But he never understood that I never wanted wealth or status. I just wanted someone I could spend the rest of my life with.

I had treated that bracelet like a treasure. I never took it off, not even in the shower. But now, that treasure was in the trash. I had thrown it out when I was clearing out his gifts.

Caleb thought carefully. Then, he realized that my wrist had indeed been bare the last time he saw me.

He hadn't noticed then, but now he remembered it had indeed been a while since I last wore it.

A flicker of unease rose within Caleb's chest. He took out his phone to call me and clarify.

But the moment his finger touched the screen, Gina grabbed hold of his hand.

"Caleb, don't worry. Cecile must have done it to get your attention. She loves you so much, so how could she ever leave you? If you give in now, that's exactly what she wants," Gina said.

Hearing Gina's words, Caleb felt she had a point. If I loved him so much, how could I bear to throw away our token of love?

So he quietly set his phone down.

The crew members, who were standing behind him, sighed at his reaction.

And I, as a wandering spirit, sighed along with them.

All those years I spent on Caleb suddenly felt so wasted.

…

That night, during the cast and crew dinner, Caleb personally peeled a bowl of shrimp and placed it in front of Gina.

Anyone who saw them would think they were the real couple instead.

Jessie Sinclair, who was from the same crew, deliberately asked, "Caleb, do you also peel shrimp for Cecile when you're home?"

Caleb froze mid-peeling and replied awkwardly, "She can do it herself, so why would she need my help? I'm only helping Gina because she's sick, and it's inconvenient for her."

I scoffed from the side.

Gina's face had an allergic reaction. That was it. Her hands weren't broken.

Jessie couldn't stand to watch anymore. She said, "That's true. Every time we have a cast and crew dinner, she's the one peeling shrimp for you.

"There was also that time when we were filming in the wild and got caught in the storm. The whole crew was stuck in the mountains. But you had a fever, and Cecile carried you over ten miles down the mountain to the hospital.

"Can't you see everything Cecile has done for you?"