Ever since I transmigrated into this novel, my life has always been in danger. I never hoped for this, but I still wanted to live. Foolish as it may seem, I also want to live and be loved by someone. I don’t care if that someone is a fictional character in a novel; I too became a fictional character when I came into this world. But I think that it will never happen since I may die on this journey without meeting anyone who can make my heart flutter.
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I slightly opened my eyelids, hoping that I was still not dead. I felt at ease when I managed to do so. Yet, my eyes were caught by a sleeping man holding my hand tightly. There’s no one else besides us in this tiny room. There was only one bed in this space. No chairs, cabinets, or other furniture.
“Caleb,” I said in a low tone. He might
