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You Think I Won't Talk?

Elizabeth, a girl with an unusual personality is reincarnated into the body of a mute woman in what appeared to be medieval times. However, the people surrounding her seemed familiar. She had transmigrated as the dead villainess's older sister in a +19-rated novel she read long ago in her past life. Marianne, the previous owner of the body, had a tragic past. Abused by his obsessed older brother and little sister, the part of her soul left in the body doesn't give Elizabeth freedom. Now she will discover the truth behind Marianne's condition, experience unknown feelings, and recall her past to overcome these new difficulties. 'I'm gonna go crazy...how is it that this girl didn't even have her name mentioned in the novel?... some authors really are idiots...' _________________________________ Give some love to my other book too ^^~ • Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure * To find my book you have to either search the title or my pen name. It will not show on my profile. _________________________________ TAGS: #R18 #SlowPaced, #Romance, #Smut, #Medieval, #Trauma, #Father&Daughter... (Sigh... so many tags... do emphasise #SlowPaced ^^) _________________________________ This is an original Story ^^ Author: XimenoideX

XimenoideX · Fantasy
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Chapter 430 — The Night of Start… and End…

After that night, complex days were experienced by many but the child herself. Marianne's concerns fell on the preparations she needed to make for the Ball which was to change everything the foreign soul knew. Cautiousness in her every step enhanced the more the days passed without any of the expected trouble, nevertheless, her plans continued contrary to the suspicions accompanying her days; for it was the aim of such plans that impulsed eagerness within herself against the uncertainty… while innocent tension was kept between them in every exchange and light graze accomplished, calming and reassuring the anticipation the event would bring.

'The start of the original… as it is right now, we will make it alive to it, sweetheart…' — Elizabeth, told the born in this realm with fond expectation while caressing the treasure of a spirit's tear decorating her limb. — 'Once we make sure they have met… let's see if what we have been waiting for will be allowed to happen.'