I found myself transported into the pages of my most cherished romantic fantasy novel. Though born a commoner, I possessed unimaginable wealth. Content to observe the main couple’s love story unfold, I believed I’d return to my world once the story concluded. But fate had other plans—even after the final chapter, I remained trapped in this fictional realm.
To my horror, I uncovered hidden truths I never wished to learn. The second lead, Kaelus, whom I adored, met a tragic end. Left destitute without him, I succumbed to illness and perished. Instead of awakening in reality, time rewound itself. This unexpected twist could only mean one thing—I was destined to change his fate.
Now, with knowledge of the future, I’m determined to rewrite our story. No more silent observation, no more passive acceptance. If saving Kaelus means altering the course of this world, then so be it. After all, love is worth fighting for, even in a derelict fantasy.
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