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Books have always been Emma's escape, especially romance novels where the girl ends up with the charming billionaire. Sometimes, She would wish she could be like the female lead, trading her reality for something magical.

One day at the airport, waiting for her flight, she whispered: “I wish I could be her…”

“That can be arranged,” a deep, confident voice replied.

The moment she turned that was the moment nothing in her life has been the same since.

Now, she was caught in a whirlwind of stories, jumping between worlds where the lines between fiction and reality blur. Each step pulls her deeper into a mystery she don’t fully understand. Someone or perhaps something is holding the key to it all.

And every time she thought she was figuring it out, the book seemed to rewrite itself—changing everything she thought she knew.

A Transmigration Story With A Lot Of Twist!

Not The Fairy Tale I Signed Up For

The tension in the air snapped at Olivia's appearance. She stood on the stairs, looking almost surprised by the commotion she had walked into. Her eyes flicked between Emma and Leon, but neither of them moved to acknowledge her presence at first.

"Great, now you can leave. Your loved one is calling for you," Emma muttered bitterly, her words sharp and laced with frustration. She didn't spare Olivia a second glance as she brushed past Leon, heading straight for the bedroom without looking back.

Leon's eyes were still fixed on Olivia, but his mind was clearly elsewhere. He barely registered Emma's retreat, his gaze lingering on Olivia for a moment before he finally turned to follow her.

Olivia, however, took a step forward, hesitating before calling out softly, "Leon..."

Not A Victim