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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 · แฟนตาซี
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Chapter 431

We grew our voice so it could be heard… So it could talk about everything no one thought Marianne would ever tell or confess…

"After we survive tonight… it's all up to your will, Marianne... My help can only get to this point." — Moving, so while sitting I could hold our own hands with supportive squeeze, I fondly tried to convey that it was time for her to do what her old self could not do. — "If you finally decide to do it… remember that you won't be alone... It's your truth and your choice if you want to tell it to those who love you and you love… No matter what it is you decide… I'm to be with you… always. I'll always be supporting you, sweetheart."

With the will I wasn't in charge of, our hands tightened their hold of each other, and I felt how a knot of conflict Marianne and consequently I have been holding inside slowly loosened to dissolve pleasantly.