The Tragic Heroine Who Isn't Sad at All!
THR 60

THR 60

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The inside of the Greenhouse was wider than expected. Ayla walked past the rows of flowerpots to the deepest part of the Greenhouse. Before long, she reached a place where moonlight poured down from the round glass ceiling. At that moment, she felt a faint pu…

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THR 59

THR 59

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When Ayla notified her that she would gradually reduce the medication, Lona vehemently opposed it. However, she couldn't break her stubbornness. Since then, Peony continued to treat her coldly, and Lona would give her longing glances. "That commoner …

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THR 58

THR 58

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Ayla trudged back to the dormitory and collapsed onto her bed. She closed her eyes, replenishing her depleted energy. Rustle. Rustle. Ayla, half out of it, tilted her head with a puzzled look. She heard a strange noise coming from somewhere in the room. Looki…

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THR 57

THR 57

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‘The mental strength of a seasoned reenactment actor shines at times like this.’ Listening to all sorts of nonsense from Gerard, Ayla suddenly recalled her days working as a minor extra on film sets. Back then, she was often treated like a disposable item. Sh…

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THR 56

THR 56

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Ayla stopped walking and turned around. "...Gerard?" Someone who shouldn't be at the academy was calling out to her. "If you're not busy, could you spare some time to talk?" Ayla frowned slightly. "I suppose I don't have t…

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THR 55

THR 55

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Gerard quietly followed Rosia. He saw her heading towards the garden at a fast pace, then stopping and plopping down in a corner of the garden. ‘She doesn’t know I’m following her.’ Her lonely figure from behind made his heart ache. He felt endlessly foolish …

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