Olivia's life turned dark in the blink of an eye. The tragic death of her parents in a car accident was just the beginning. She was betrayed by her lover and her best friend, and even her family's inheritance was seized by greedy relatives. For years, Olivia lived in solitude, accompanied only by her favorite fantasy novel, My Beloved Ophlia.

However, her heart was shattered when her favorite character—Javien, the loyal second male lead—was tragically killed off by the novel's author just for the happiness of the main character. In tears and frustration, Olivia left one final comment: "I would be any character, as long as I could save Javien."

When Olivia opened her eyes the next day, she was no longer in her cramped rental room. She woke up in a strange world, in the body of a character she never expected.

Is Olivia capable of changing the already written fate of Javien's death? Or will she herself become entangled in a plot more cruel than her original world?

Olivia's eyes opened wide, seeing the white ceiling decorated with flower patterns,


Immediately she sat up and looked around, still in the same place and the same position. Quickly, she looked at both of her wrists.


She sighed in relief. Her heartbeat, which was fast just now, was now more stable. Then she looked at Olivia's arm that was beside her. The thread was still visible, steady and glowing. She was shocked. She covered her face slowly while slowly calming herself down.


But strangely, her face was still cold with sweat. She wiped it slowly.


"Haaahhhh…." she said softly. The room was quiet and cold as usual. However, her memory about the basement did not disappear from her mind. It felt like that incident really happened. She clenched her hands.


Chapter 32 - She was there....or was she?✧⁠*⁠。