After a long battle with illness, I woke up in the world of a novel that had been my only solace.
A healthy body, abundant wealth, exceptional magic abilities, and a loving family who cherished me.
And most importantly, my favorite character was my fiancé. This world seemed like it was made just for my happiness.
But when I saw him smiling brightly at someone else, I remembered something too late.
I wasn’t the protagonist of this story.
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Eyes filled with sunlight, hands gently intertwined, and smiles that radiated pure joy. Yes, the phrase “a picture-perfect couple” was made for them.
Watching the man and woman standing together, Chartia couldn’t help but think so.
To be more precise, she was watching her fiancé and her younger sister.
“I love you.”
“…I do too. Honestly, I always have.”
This perfect confession meant only one thing: his happiness was with her, and now he had finally grasped it.
Chartia should feel happy for him since she wanted him to be happy. But it’s strange. Why does the world feel like it’s shaking? Why are her eyes filling with tears? Why does it hurt so much, as though her heart is being torn apart?
In the midst of that unbearable feeling, Chartia admitted it. She had been in pain for a long time, and now, she couldn’t endure it any longer.
In the end, she turned her back on that dazzlingly beautiful place, fleeing.
Before all her efforts, her body, and her love turned to foam,
She decided to leave him.
