The runaway plan to the country side
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  • Reads 26
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  • Parts 3
  • Time 7m
Ongoing, First published Sep 18, 2022
one day a girl named yuri was walking down the road to goback home she suddenly got hit by a large truck and when she woke up she went running to the mirror to see a face that belonged to a novel character that she readed the name of the character was Yana vinchie she is a side character that also is the marquis vinchie's daughter. she is also a trusted servant of the male lead she also was a childhod friend of the malelead she worked for him as a imperial chef but suddenly a sudden attack attacked the palace the prince was a sleep not knowing anything yana to protect the male lead she stalled enough time for a servant to yell help from the imperial night's and wake up the male lead yana whom stalled the attackers got stabbed in the heart. when the male lead came out he saw yana already dead. yana only was a cause for the male lead to be a tyrant and in the end had the destany to die. and let female lead to open up the heart of the cruel heartbroken heart of the malelead. yana aka yuri who didn't want to die made a plan to leave the empire to the country side and open a cafe since in her past life she loved cafe's.

do you think yana can escape the grasps of her fate!?
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