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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 · Fantasi
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592 Chs

Chapter 451

Closing our eyes as my hand lifted to hold our right arm that trembled uncontrollably against our need for calmness, I searched within us for the gut to become the support we needed most. Since we can't just give up… — 'I- I will do my best. I've… I've been in this kind of situation before… and I'll do what I can again…'

"….."

'But I know… it's different to that time… S-so I'll ask you to help me too… we… luckily, we are two here…'

".. . . …"

'W-we have each other… r-right?'

We both, even though we were accustomed to getting ourselves together while supporting each other, were still not convinced since this wasn't something we had much control over. But there was a sense of resignment to the fear that started to grow… because both of us understood it wouldn't help… which, of course, didn't mean we weren't scared anymore.