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The Heroine Has Gone Crazy

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.

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Chapter 95: Bride

The grand hall stretched expansively, its towering ceilings adorned with intricate frescoes depicting scenes of triumph and glory from ages past.

Sunlight flooded through stained glass windows, casting a kaleidoscope of colors onto the marble floors below.

Rows of polished marble pillars lined the hall, their ornate carvings reaching towards the heavens, each one a testament to the craftsmanship of generations long gone.

Soft murmurs and the rustle of silk filled the air as nobles, draped in opulent attire, mingled amidst the splendor.

At one end of the hall, a raised dais stood adorned with gilded thrones, where the highest echelons of nobility held court.

Their regal presence was unmistakable, and their attire was resplendent with jewels and finery that sparkled in the sunlight.

Servants moved gracefully among the guests, bearing trays laden with delicacies from distant lands, their footsteps echoing softly against the marble floors.