Summary
I possessed the body of the heroine in a regret-filled story. The real daughter, yet treated as a fakeādestined to die miserably. The fools around me were only supposed to realize the truth and regret it after my death.
Butā
Now that I know the truth, should I still live like a pushover?
No way.
I decided to be cunning to avoid living like a tragic heroine.
If they pretended to be pitiful, I would act even more pitiful. If they falsely accused me, I would feign innocence and turn the tables. Using my past lifeās acting skills, I twisted the story however I pleased⦠and suddenly, everyone started acting strangely?
āI want to fix our relationship, even now. Will you return to the family?ā
My family, who never regretted anything before my death, suddenly clung to me, crying.
āAyla⦠I finally realized. I truly love you.ā
Even my ex-fiancƩ started making heartfelt love confessions.
āAyla, you saved my life. I want to dedicate the rest of it to you.ā
Why is the sub-male lead, who I only meant to use temporarily, acting like this now?
Please, stop. I never intended to drag your lives into my revenge.