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The Heroine Has Gone Crazy

Mila's life was perfect in every single way—she had a supportive family, wealth, and even a high stage of her career. However, all of this was shattered on a fateful day as her figure fell down from the stairs, died, and left this life behind. Still in a confused state, she wakes up in an unfamiliar place and later finds out she possesses a different body than she was used to. The appearance she now possessed might be that of a goddess compared to her own, but the life they lived had a significant difference: one was living a life of solace while the other was living in hell. Now that Mila possesses the body, she has to experience a life that is completely different from her own. In her previous world, she was wearing high-quality clothes; now she is wearing the rugged clothes of a laundry maid. Living in a world where cruelness is breaming on the majority under a kind facade, will Mila be able to adapt and survive in this harsh reality, or will she be consumed by the darkness that surrounds her? Warning: The cover is not mine. I got it from Pinterest.

cute_lady_Jean · Fantasy
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109 Chs

Chapter 35: Action

The next day unfolded with the usual routine. Mila, having prepared herself both mentally and physically for this moment, was ready to set her plan into motion. As the servant arrived with her daily meal, Mila seized the opportunity to execute her escape.

As the door creaked open, the servant entered the dimly lit basement, expecting to find Mila in her usual spot. However, this time was different. Mila was nowhere to be seen. The servant's eyes darted around the room, confusion and concern clouding her face.

Mila, who had strategically hidden herself in a dark corner, watched with bated breath. The pulsating force of her divine magic cloaked her presence, making her nearly invisible to the unsuspecting servant.

The servant, growing increasingly uneasy, called out Mila's name, but there was no response. Panic started to set in as she frantically scanned the room, her footsteps echoing in the empty space.