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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 · Fantasía
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Chapter 267

His words… I could feel our pupils falter to the soothing feel his voice and countenance had as he asked once more. Furthermore, adding the confession of how this also brought delight to himself.

I had stayed staring again. Probably about to let my head wander even though he had just asked otherwise. But he apparently knew… because his head leaned, tilting lightly as he raised his brow of a slightly darker colour than his hair. Tender in his gaze to remind me that I should answer now.

'! yes, it makes me anticipate for it!' — Hence, I responded. Without thinking. As he wished. With energetic nods as I grasped his hands in accordance with my eagerness.

But nodding wouldn't do. At least that's what I believe.

So I pulled out, to get my notes and stop talking with ambiguous stares.