Mila's life was perfect in every single way—she had a supportive family, wealth, and even a high stage of her career. However, all of this was shattered on a fateful day as her figure fell down from the stairs, died, and left this life behind. Still in a confused state, she wakes up in an unfamiliar place and later finds out she possesses a different body than she was used to. The appearance she now possessed might be that of a goddess compared to her own, but the life they lived had a significant difference: one was living a life of solace while the other was living in hell. Now that Mila possesses the body, she has to experience a life that is completely different from her own. In her previous world, she was wearing high-quality clothes; now she is wearing the rugged clothes of a laundry maid. Living in a world where cruelness is breaming on the majority under a kind facade, will Mila be able to adapt and survive in this harsh reality, or will she be consumed by the darkness that surrounds her? Warning: The cover is not mine. I got it from Pinterest.
As the dinner ended, Mila found herself alone in the dimly lit corridor, the echoes of conversation still lingering in the air. She adjusted the folds of her gown, her thoughts drifting back to the exchange with her father and stepsister.
Lost in contemplation, she almost didn't notice Lorene approaching her with a self-satisfied smirk adorning her features. Mila's gaze flickered up, meeting Lorene's with a calm, collected demeanor.
"Well, it seems fate has favored me this time," Lorene remarked, her tone dripping with smug satisfaction. "It looks like I'll be the one representing our family after all."
Mila regarded her stepsister with a knowing look, her expression unreadable. Despite Lorene's attempts to provoke a reaction, she remained composed, refusing to let her stepsister's taunts get under her skin.