
I Am the Owner of That Romance Novel Heroineās Body
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I had my body stolen by the heroine who possessed me in a romance novel.
"Magic? Spirit arts? And sheās even beautiful⦠How is this me?" Give it back! Thatās my body! "If she got possessed, it means the original owner was already dead. Typical trope." I never died. "Florence, donāt worry. Iāll take good care of your pretty bodyāso rest in peace." Disappear. Give me back my body. "Seems like you had a crush on your fiancé⦠Should I fulfill that love for you as thanks?" How? By stealing my body? My life? "If it were you, youād be rotting in a filthy prison by now." Please, if it means youāll vanish, I donāt care if my body dies with you. "Stupid, pitiful Florence. You should be thanking me."
The family that once despised me now smiled warmly at her. The fiancƩ who used to look at me like I was trash whispered sweet words of love to her.
Thatās not me!Ā I screamed until my throat burned, but no one heard me. What you have isnāt love. Youāre just a thief.
"Florence, my one and only flower. I love you."
All I could do was watch the sickening spectacle unfold. Trapped where no one could hear my voice.
Then one day⦠I took my body back.