Superstar

Superstar

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Everyone loves the fairy tale about the prince sweeping a princess off her feet. Yet, what if the prince had a fiancee? She would be cast aside and forgotten. That was me. The forgotten fiancee. The one that they threw scornful looks at it. The one who never had anything going her way. Yet, I've never done anything to her before. The only thing I did was get in the way of her marrying my man. So why not be the villainess that everyone hates? I'll shine brighter than her. I'll become better than her. I'll be my own superstar.
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They say everyone has a dream. Mine was simple: I wanted to be a chef. To create dishes that made people smile, to fill the world with warmth one plate at a time. I spent my days chasing that dream-studying recipes, testing flavors, saving up for culinary school. And then, one evening, as I celebrated my first small success... I choked. On a piece of food, of all things. How ironic. The world faded, and so did my dream. Or so I thought. When I opened my eyes again, I wasn't in a hospital. I wasn't in the afterlife. I was in a gilded room, staring at a mirror that reflected a face not my own-golden hair, sharp blue eyes, the kind of beauty that belonged in a storybook. And in a way, it was. Because I had been reborn as Evelina Valtoria-the infamous villainess of the romance novel I had once read. The arrogant duke's daughter, fiancée of the Crown Prince, and sworn the enemy of the heroine. The woman fated to fall from grace and end in ruin. In other words... the worst possible role. But if fate thought I would play the villainess obediently, it had another thing coming. I had lost my dream once. I wasn't going to lose it again. So what if I was a villainess? So what if the world expected me to sneer, scheme, and destroy myself? I would carve a new path. With my knives. With my recipes. With my heart. My name is Evelina Valtoria. In this life, I will cook. I will live. And I will not let anyone-prince, heroine, or destiny itself-take that away from me. PS. This wasn't mine but I just posted it. I hope u would like it. Thank you!!!

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