The Male Lead isn't Following the Script!
Adeline didn't expect she would transmigrate into the trashy novel she read years ago. The plot was so cliched that she couldn't bring herself to finish it. Years later, she found that very book on her bed, the page was open to the villainess' execution and before she knew it she found herself in the very novel she hated. The evil villainess who couldn't stand her two childhood friends become completely enamoured by the female lead, she decided to take care of the matter herself and thus became the public enemy. She now became the villainess of the story! "I do not accept this!" Adeline yelled at the top of her lungs. "I will change the plot." The Crown Prince she rejected won't leave her alone. The cold Northern Duke clung to her and wouldn't let go. The Arch Mage wants to abandon his duties and serve as her personal knight, and the Head Priest is obsessed with her! The Male leads she wished to avoid won't leave her alone! ---------------------------------------------------------------- Obsessive male lead- check. Funny but strong female lead- check. Amazing family- check. Annoying Goddess- also check.
Grief
She felt incredibly guilty thinking about how she was drowning in self-pity saddened by the fact that Benedict did not approach her. How could she expect him to act all happy for her and friendly when he was struggling with grief?
She wanted to stop the male leads from going down a dark path... But did she have any success? Cassian still faces abuses from his mother, Benedict's mother died... And Dimitri... He went to the mage tower. Nothing has changed.
At least Dimitri was not suffering anymore, she thought to herself. For everything she did, she could only change the fate of one person... She was happy but that was not enough! She started her journey by only thinking about survival.
But with everything that has transpired, she knew that there was more to it. She was brought here for a reason. As goofy as the author was, she knew somehow... That she was here to help everyone. But here she was, barely scraping by.