Chapter 2

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Through the floating comments, I finally understood.

I was living inside a "Second Chance Romance" novel.

Everett Thorne was the handsome, billionaire male lead.

Nora Miller was the bright, sunny female lead.

And I? I was the high-maintenance, villainous side character.

The male lead's ex.

I was just a sacrificial pawn used to heat up the relationship between the main couple!

In the original story, I relied on my family background and Everett's love to be a nightmare.

I would throw a tantrum every three days and a full-blown meltdown every five.

Even after being exposed as a fake heiress, I didn't humble myself.

Instead, I dumped Everett just to prove a point and let my roommate, Nora, take my place.

That was when the wheels of fate began to turn.

Nora successfully took my spot, married into the elite, and lived a life of endless glory.

Then, predictably, I regretted it.

I used pathetic schemes to frame Nora and tried to seduce Everett back.

Everett's heart wavered for a moment.

Nora left him, feeling heartbroken.

It was only then that Everett realized my true, venomous nature.

He finally realized Nora was his true love.

Everett began to systematically humiliate and destroy me.

In the end, I became a plaything for the underworld.

I died a miserable death, broken by men with dark, unspeakable desires.

As I processed the plot, a chill ran down my spine.

I had no choice but to believe it.

If I could see these floating comments, anything was possible.