A friend of a friend.
Was it too much to wish that the relationship, which was vague just from the name, would not be awkward? No, at least there must have been a lot of ways not to face this in a naked state.
Sylvia Appleton closed her eyes tightly as she looked at the sturdy naked back that seemed to have come from mythology.
It’s already been ten years since she has been in love with her childhood friend.
The day her childhood friend got engaged to another woman, Sylvia spent the night with that friend’s friend.
But if only it had ended in a one-night mistake, she wouldn’t have suffered so much.
The problem was that after that day, Owen’s uninvited daily life and feelings began to be conveyed to her.
“Aah.”
Sylvia blushed as she recalled Owen’s excited moans while at a tea party where noble ladies were gathered.
Was she utterly insane? That much was obvious. The curse of ten years of unrequited love completely turned her daily life upside down.
I've never written a review before, but this one compelled me to. Please read it. For so long, I've yearned for a novel where the male and female leads have such incredible chemistry without any unnecessary misunderstandings or drama. They are both ready to die for each other by the end. Initially, seeing the "smut" tag, I didn't have high hopes for the plot, but I was completely wrong. Reading this novel filled me with a sense of pure love. The male lead, Owen, has won my heart. I cried for him; he's so pitiful, and I'm grateful that Sylvia showers him with the love he deserves in the end. Without spoiling anything, this is a must-read. Our female lead is not a damsel in distress—go ahead and give it a try.