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"I've finished mastering literature."

"Oh my, how about alge--"

"I already informed you yesterday, Charlotte. I  am done with algebra too."

"Is there anything you can't do?!"

"...I can't cook?"

"Ah, you're mentally unstable as well aren't you?"

"..."


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The last time she checked, she's a 17 years old struggling to survive high school life. 

She was.

It was the end of the school year, the time where she was at wit's end while trying to figure out how to tell her parents she might have failed some subjects. While her heart was racing, full of anxiety as she prepares herself from her impending doom, she felt a pang of pain behind her. 

Then there was the smell of burning flesh.

And a sudden pain on her head.

Everything turned black.

When she opened her eyes, what greeted her was a pair of red shining orbs that seemed to stare right unto her soul. Confused and feeling irritable, she barely heard a voice speak behind her.

"Congratulations on giving birth, Miss Katerina."

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Fiction|Romance|Reincarnation|Female Protagonist|Fantasy

Started: March 24, 2017
Completed: -----All Rights Reserved

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