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No Romance, Please

Fate or accident? I don't know what it was. It played a cruel trick in my life and one day, I was not living anymore. I died! I got transmigrated into my favourite novel, ‘Romance, Please’! (Ok, I agree that it's not a good title but still, I used to love this story.) In the book universe, I pretended to be a princess, started to live in the palace, and even got my very own platinum tiara. I lived much better than in my previous life. But I had to pay the price... The book I loved the most wanted me dead, just for the sake of another character’s development. I had to die in two years, again for the story to progress. Should I wait and watch for the plot to kill me? That's not me! I just chose to rewrite the novel from scratch, together with the villain. Fates started to change. I was made into a queen, the sole ruler of my kingdom. Then again, I had to pay the price. This time it was to sacrifice my love. Plot twist, No Romance, Please, cause it's injurious to health. ************************************************************ Warning: This is a twisted, erratic, nonsensical romance book.

DyaAran · Kỳ huyễn
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Return

All he had to say was written on the piece of cloth in just three lines. 

-I'm leaving. Don't follow me. Please.-

The last one was just a word. Please. 

I returned back to my bed and sat down with  Perl still sitting on my shoulder. I read those words again and again trying to comprehend them. For some reason, those simple words were very difficult for me to understand. My brain was malfunctioning through the whole process of me trying to read it. So I read it again and again and again. Pearl  moved closer to my neck as if she was trying to console me over the message written on the cloth.

"What does he mean, Pearl?" I asked her. But she wasn't giving me a proper reply. "What does he mean by asking me not to follow him?" I asked her in vain. 

But immediately, someone knocked on my door. It made me wonder if it was him, Victor. I knew it can't be him since I'd just received a message from him, still, I hurried to the door and opened it.