Chapter 2

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Alice quickly moved off the body of her ill husband.

Why are my sleeping habits the same even though I’ve possessed another body?

“Sorry,” she whispered softly to him.

“You’re also handsome even in the middle of the night,” she said while staring at his face. His black hair seemed to have all the purity of darkness, and the fine lines of his face made him seem like a sculpture. “Seriously, how are you so handsome even at this hour?”

How am I supposed to act when you look so handsome?

This sculpture-like man was her husband who she had to kill.

And when she kills him, she will also be killed.

After all, Alice Diorat is a character of misfortune who is sacrificed at the end of the novel.

When she realized her future last night, she banged her head against the wall in hopes that everything was a dream, that it was all a fantasy.

In return, all she got was a red forehead and a stinging pain which reminded her that she was in reality.

When she turned her head away from the wall, her husband was still lying on the bed, and at that moment, his face seemed to change from a handsome one to one from a horror movie.

At one moment, Alice had gone through a rejection of reality, and on the next, she suffered through a state of despair.

‘If I kill you, then I’ll die too. Why would I want to die again when I’ve already died before? Ha ha ha…….’

In the novel, Alice Diorat kills the Duke of Diorat just as her mother-in-law commanded her to.

Eventually, she was hung to death for poisoning the Duke.

Alice was thrown away by her mother-in-law, just like how hunting dogs are thrown away when they no longer have any use to their owners.

How could Alice not lose her mind when she possessed a character with such a tragic ending?

No, if I was fated to possess her body then I should’ve possessed her when she was still a child.

That way she would have run away before she got married, and would have avoided having to kill her husband.

But the day she became Alice, she was brought into the bridal room.

What is this situation … It’s almost as if God gave me a table for me to fuck myself with.

Yet, she couldn’t overcome the drowsiness that approached her, even as she was mentally complaining while staring at her unconscious husband’s face.

How can we overcome the lust for sleep, one of the three greatest human needs?

With that in mind, Alice sighed and climbed back onto the bed with swirling questions and emotions.

Lying on the soft bed, she turned on her side and looked at her husband.

“You’re handsome and so damn good-looking…… but you’ll die, and I’ll be hanged…….” Alice muttered with a hazy mind.

“Will I live…… if you suddenly wake up like a miracle?” she muttered dazedly.

She finally fell asleep with that thought.

She even had strange dreams of being chased and caught.

Is it the kind of dream that predicted her future? Even if she ran away, she would be caught and be hung?

“Aah! No, that’s not right!”

Alice shivered as she felt the cold brush through the back of her neck.

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