"If you’re given a chance to live once more, will you take it? Even if… it comes at a cost?" ________________ After working herself to death at a young age, Senara Lee woke up in her younger self. Thankful for a second chance, she made a promise that in this life, she would live for herself. While trying to rediscover her long-lost self, she befriended Kaiden Ma—a pro gamer she met online. What she didn’t know was that he was also the world-known handsome genius and the richest heir of the East. However, he had a little problem. One—he was way too grumpy; and two—he was mysophobic (hates touching). With his condition making it hard to find a partner, and his family pushing him for one, he made a deal with Senara to be his fake ‘girlfriend.’ And so, their hilarious and catastrophic game of fake relationship (with a twist) begins. As Senara journeyed through her second life, alongside Kaiden and their friends, the “Guardians of Fate” laid in wait. What would they do with this romance that wasn’t supposed to be? And what was the cost of this new life she was given? ______________________________ Don't forget to VOTE, COMMENT, and REVIEW Instagram / TiktTok: macy_bae_writes _____________ Please do not plagiarize this book or post it on different platforms. Read directly in the Webnovel app or website (webnovel.com). All rights are reserved to the author.
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[Please note: We're still in Hora's POV - when she met a mysterious woman by the lake…]
Even if my heart told me that she's not a bad person, I should remain rational. I couldn't risk it—it's Sena's life after all. Maybe she's just a weird passerby, a normal human. And even if she turned out to be a witch, too, how in the world would she know of my situation? It's very suspicious. I should be wary.
"You can... help me?" I asked the mysterious woman standing in front of me. "Do you even know what's going on with me? What my problem is, my heartache, and everything?"
"Yes. I know," she answered. "And I know so much more than that."
"That's easy to say. But where's your proof?" I asked, irritated. "You're just saying general things, like those fake fortune tellers!"