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Why Did I Become the Villainess?

Ysavel, an aspiring writer, wakes up one day inside the world of her own novel. She thought it's those typical transmigration story she have read. However, she was shock when she discovers that she's been cast as the villainess in her own story. "DON'T TELL ME I BECOME THE VILLAINESS OF MY OWN STORY?!" Shocked and dismayed, she realizes that the only way to return to the real world is to live out her role in the story. Initially, she accepts this fate, but things take an unexpected turn when the characters start deviating from the script. "I don't want another Queen. Youare the only one I want as my Queen, Csille." Prince Fraser whispered. The male lead, who was expected to be annoyed by her constant pestering, instead becomes affectionate and attached to her. "It's inevitable, Lady Lauretré. You will still be the Queen, so I don't see any harm in what I said. Besides, I doubt the King or even the Crown Prince would be willing to change their minds about your engagement." The female lead, who was supposed to separate the male lead from her, begins to play matchmaker between the male lead and the villainess. What should she do? She couldn't get back to the real world if she didn't finished the story as the villainess. But how can she finished it if the two leads are not following the script? Help!!! Still under revision but once done updates will be posted daily at 12pm ( GMT +8 ). Also, please check my other novel, Dimensions Apart. It’s a lighter novel compared to this one. Credits to the rightful owner of the picture I used for the cover.

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: Her Disappointments

 I look at the ceiling of my room and sigh. My mind couldn't help but think about what happened in the Holycross Hospital. 

 It's the first time Brother Pascal walk out on me like that. He usually attends to my whims and makes sure that I am okay. But this time, he really left even after I pleaded him to forgive me.

 I must really hurt him. I know my parents are also hurting right now, and here I am, doing nothing to make them feel better. 

 "What should I do? I want to do something for them, but what can I do? What can I do to make them feel better? That they will appreciate."

 I get up and look around me. Should I make them a letter? But isn't that too simple? I'm sure they will appreciate it more if I talk to them in person rather than the letter.

 My gaze landed on the flowers in my room. Should I make them a bouquet? They still don't know what a bouquet is, so maybe they could appreciate it?