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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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: Melt my anger

 I slump on my bed and punch the pillow. "You said you'll wait for me. You said it will always be me?" I scoff. "Curse you! It's just a few days passed, and it's already Princess Paislee?" I grumbled while punching the pillow.

 I know this is what is supposed to happen, but my heart couldn't stop complaining. I know Prince Fraser isn't meant for Csille, but this foolish heart of mine is still beating for him, and I don't like this. 

 I roll on the bed and groan. I hate feeling like this. I feel so immature right now. I am a twenty two years old woman, but why am I acting like a fourteen years old teenager? I know Csille is the real teenager here, but why does it seems like I am forgetting who I am? I am Ysavel Vlahos and not Csille Lauretré. 

 Come on, Ysa, snap out of it. It's already beneath your principles when you caught feelings for Prince Fraser, and now you're acting like a teenager?