[If you are looking for a slow romance, you can give it a check if not, you'll be disappointed]


Aera, a young 28-year-old was about to make her dream debut by opening her own floral shop that could be shipped in and around. Nevertheless, things didn't go as she planned. One would say that transmigrating to a book sound like a fantasy, however to Aera, it became a nightmare when she woke up in an unknown world even when she hasn't died yet. 


With an unexpected turnout, her life was hanging by a thin thread. Aera was presented with an option-either she goes back to her world with her memory erased or enter the other world, and comes back with the memory intact to have her revenge. 


Never did she expect of choosing the worst villain of all. A character in a book where she killed the Empress and her unborn child. Worst, the male lead was reborn time after time with his memory intact. His grudge still hung on torturing the villainess. 


Even more worst, the ML was a split image of her long-time crush. 

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"Do you hate me that much?" 

As soon as the question was raised, a table lamp flew past through the said person, smashing against the wall behind him. 


"More than enough to kill you right now." 

The female figure responded with nothing but hatred and disgust in her tone. Her jewel eyes that glow under the dark never left her gaze on the other male person who was sitting on her opposite. 

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The male lead wasn't the only one Aera had to put a guard on but even other characters when one after the other began to make an appearance. The more the flow gets out of the plot the more twisted it gets. Her only goal was to survive so she could go back home. 




P.S:-
English is not my first language and I am weak in grammar. I'll be happy to receive either a critics or feedback or comments...^-^ 

Please do give it a read till chapter 3 or above to get the clear picture.

Who is the Villain?

The ride back to the town was slower than the first day they arrived. Everyone in the carriage was silently admiring the view outside without exchanging a word, however, for Lucien, her mind was rolling back and forth. 


The voice of the flower spirit hasn't stopped yet. 


*~Why wouldn't they know these graveyards are empty? ~* 


*~My mother told me that not a single body had been buried but no one knows about that. ~Not even the town people. ~* 


Lucien's attention was no more on the flickering light but with an empty mind. It wasn't until Renee tapped on her shoulder. 


"I saw what you did in that town." She half whispered. Wilma had her head out of the window while Alina was dozing on and off unable to put her head up. 


"I know you are a modest lady who doesn't appreciate their good deeds to be found." Renee lightly chuckles when Lucien was clearly trying to act like a dumb person. 


Chapter -217