No, Regrets Come After You Die

This time, I will never fall in love.
Everything seemed to collapse.
Her closest friend, the fiancé who only loved her in name— No one could stop Estere’s tragedy.
She thought dying would finally strip her of the label “the nouveau riche merchant who became a count despite being born a commoner.”
But…
‘No way. This can’t be happening.’
Everything reset. Back to the beginning.
‘If I run away now, I won’t have to meet him.’
Helios—Crown Prince of the Empire, and the start of her misfortune.
She believed everything would be okay if she could avoid meeting him.
But the past began to slowly twist.
“Do I displease you?”
“I know my place, Your Highness.”
If she must face him again,
“Please, I sincerely ask that Your Highness forget my existence.”
She chose distance.
This time, there will be no regrets.