Fantasy / Romance · Ongoing

The Second Daughter Was Not in the Settings

I reincarnated as the male lead’s second daughter in the dark tragedy novel I wrote myself. But there was never a second daughter in the story I wrote…? Fifteen years had already passed since the horrific bad ending in which the heroine died. My father, the northern duke male lead who perfectly inherited the ducal bloodline, seemed utterly uncomfortable with having a second daughter around and treated me coldly. “Don’t worry, Serihi! They say every child in the world deserves to be loved. You must never doubt that, okay?” Still… my one and only older sister was as warm and lovely as sunshine itself. So much so that I desperately wanted to protect her happy smile. That’s why I made up my mind! This time, I would give my characters the happy ending they deserved! “Serihi?” But then someone called the name of a person who should never have existed in this world. How do you know me? Yet the boy faced the unknown without even the slightest fear, his golden eyes unwavering. “You are Serihi Vehad. The second daughter of Duke Vehad.” The boy spoke as though he knew everything about me—even the things I myself did not know. “Nice to meet you. I’ve been looking for you.” On the back of the hand the boy extended toward me, stars glittered brilliantly like the night sky.

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