“You’re not even dating the young Duke MacMilden, yet here you are, trying to monopolize him all to yourself.

How could you? That’s just too much! Miss Elena, you’re so selfish!”

It was a laughable accusation. In truth, the truly selfish one was this woman, spouting her own grievances since the beginning.

Chloe saw no reason to extend any courtesy, so she ignored her and walked away.

The pink-haired woman’s sobbing trailed after her, echoing unpleasantly like a wailing ghost.

* * *

An unbelievable sight forced Chloe to doubt her eyes.

That strange pink-haired woman from a few days ago was staring back at her from the mirror,

While her real body—Chloe Elena—lay there, eyelids closed.

Before she could even process what on earth was going on—

“Who are you?”

An unyielding gaze, a voice cold and low.

If words could strike, she’d have been hit dozens of times over.

The pressure left Chloe unable to say a word.

But she couldn’t just stand there.

She had to speak up, anything to clear up the misunderstanding.

“…….”

‘I’m Chloe!’

Yet in the body of this pink-haired woman,

Even if she shouted it a hundred times, she’d never be believed.

Chloe had to think quickly—

A way out of this insane reality.

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