The Scars Beneath His Touch
Language: en
I died in my world and woke up in a novel. Not as the heroine, but as the quintessential "mean girl" villainess. In the original plot, my character, Chloe, was destined to spend her life tormenting the female lead, only to be destroyed by the two powerful men who loved her. But when I arrived, the story hadn't started yet. I chose a different path. I became best friends with the heroine, cheered on her romance, and eventually married the "gentle" second lead—the man who was supposed to pine for her forever. For thirteen years, I thought I had rewritten my fate. I thought I was…