Not in Our Stars

Oscar Miller was Shirley Bishop's personal bodyguard, but when she got attacked on her birthday, he shielded her foster sister, Myra Bishop, with his own body.

Shirley got cut three times—once across her face, once on her arm, and a third that stabbed her lower abdomen, leaving her unable to have children ever again.

But even after all that, she still wanted to marry him.

Later, Oscar did marry her—but he never touched her, not even once, all the way until his death.

At his funeral, the insurance company showed up.

"Mr. Miller purchased a large insurance policy before his death. The beneficiary is Ms. Myra Bishop."

That was when Shirley realized that after all these years, Oscar had never gotten over Myra.

Now, she had been reborn to when her father asked her to choose from four men she had grown up with to be her husband. This time, she decided to fulfill his wish and picked someone else.

Oscar Miller was Shirley Bishop's personal bodyguard, but when she got attacked on her birthday, he shielded her foster sister, Myra Bishop, with his own body.

Shirley got cut three times—once across her face, once on her arm, and a third that stabbed her lower abdomen, leaving her unable to have children ever again.

But even after all that, she still wanted to marry him.

Later, Oscar did marry her—but he never touched her, not even once, all the way until his death.

At his funeral, the insurance company showed up.

"Mr. Miller purchased a large insurance policy before his death. The beneficiary is Ms. Myra Bishop."

Shirley's eyes went red with shock. "What?"

The agent explained, "When Mr. Miller bought the policy, he said that Ms. Myra had no one in the world to care for her. He wanted to make sure she'd be taken care of if something happened to him."

That was when Shirley realized that after all these years, Oscar had never gotten over Myra.

Shirley couldn't remember much from that funeral. But when she got home, she opened the door to Oscar's secret study and found the walls plastered with Myra's photos.

In the corners, dolls made in her image were lined up, each more lifelike than the last.

So, these were what he had used to relieve himself when he abstained from sleeping with her.

And buried in a corner, Shirley found his bank statements. Every single transfer over the years was to Myra.

Then there were the letters—piles of love letters he had written her over time, stacked so high that they were shocking.

Looking at it all, Shirley remembered the words he whispered before dying.

"If there's another life, don't choose me. The person I've always wanted to marry is Ms. Myra."

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"Shirley, have you decided who you want?"

Daniel Bishop's familiar voice sounded from above. Shirley lifted her head in surprise.

"The four boys you grew up with are now capable young men, and it's time for you to get