It's been a long and tiring day, when I walked into the house and gave an exhausted yawn. Having to sleep at 11 pm, is a bit rough when it comes to going to school the next day. Especially if it's close to the end exams. "Honey, your editor called, she said that you ended the contract?" She asked as I started walking up the stairs, rolling my eyes. "Yeah." I shrugged as I hurried up to my room. "It's not like they were the only editors there anyway." I muttered to myself as I felt my face heat with anger. Ever since I didn't meet their expectations at the views and the comments on my draft of The Dark Master of the Thorn Valley, they said they would cut off my process, so I lost it with the short temper I have, and went completely mad while adding more drafts to my Wattpad novel. More than it was originally given to my editors.

"I don't need to publish this worldwide anyway." I groaned as I threw my bag onto my bed and reached towards my laptop on the nightstand. "It's not as if I would be famous within two minutes, so why not keep it on Wattpad, for the time being?" I argued with myself as I switched off the room light and switched on my desk light, humming at the comfort of minimal light, and the small desk light that seemed to warm my face with welcome. I quickly stationed myself to my desk and flipped through the small black drawers on my desk, sorting through the many notebooks I had, some already decorated with a character from Twisted Wonderland™ game. "Riddle Roseheart." I hummed the name of the notebook as I dragged my fingers along the notebooks, looking for one specific one. "Nope, he's deffinetly not in Heartslabyul." I shook my head and closed that drawer, with the tag 'Heartslabyul' on it. I reached into my bag and removed my lunchbox, opening the lid to nibble on a piece of cucumber. Having to be on a diet sucked. It means no cake, no milkshakes, and no lollies! And guys, I love my lollies. Which means, dinning on carrots, cucumbers, leaves and tomatoes. What do I look like?! A cow? And it wasn't like I needed to loose any weight, what should I loose, brain mass?! I shook head at the small tantrum I threw and smiled when I finally reached up to the Diasomnia drawer.

"Ah, Malleus Draconia." I hid as I placed the neat black notebook on my desk, the size A4 and the Faint and Margin pages thick with pictures and scribbled notes. I brushed my hand over the cover of the book and smiled. A picture of Malleus was pasted inside, accompanied by fresh Dandelions, leaves and glitter, all to make it look a little aesthetic. I flipped the cover open and smiled at the very first picture I drew, his coffin logo that they use in the loading section of the game.

"Speaking of the game." I muttered to myself as I grabbed my phone and opened the Twisted Wonderland™ app, made by Aniplex™. It's been a while since I played it, busy with all the exam preparations and schoolwork. "I wonder if there would be any new events?" I mumbled as I waited patiently for the game to load, while setting up my laptop to continue drafting. I finished the current draft and looked down to my phone, staring at the screen I realized that it went off. I tried to switch it back on, but got a small message instead. Low battery. I read as I groaned. "But I charged it this morning?!" I barked impatiently as I stood up and walked to my charger, plugging it in. "Today is not my day, is it?" I growled as I went to my desk, resting my head onto my arms. "Tonight is the night I'd rather sleep early." I grumbled as I stood up from my desk and went straight to bed, not even bothering to get dressed.

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I tossed and turn in bed, feeling awfully agitated as I pulled myself up with a long sigh. I lazily reached over my bed towards the clock and checked the time. "11pm." I muttered as I combed my finger through my hair, groaning. I havn't even slept for three hours. By this time I would have completed three chapters already.

I threw my head back, took a deep breath and threw the covers off the bed, walking to my desk. "Well, doesn't feel like I'd go back to sleep any second soon, so better get busy." I mumbled as I pulled the chair out. I rubbed lazily at my eyes and switched on my pc. "Well, let's see where I have left off." I sighed as I yawned turning to the side and opened the notebook to see a page full of gentle scribbles, which was meant to be harsh, but couldn't bring myself to tear the pages. "Right, the updates." I mumbled as I looked up, falling off my chair. I hissed to myself in pain as I rubbed my head. "The hell?!" I hissed as I jumped up and rushed back to my seat. "1000 notifications from Wattpad?!" I gasped as I shook my head, rubbing my eyes. "Is it even possible?!" I gasped with excitement as I went to sit back down again, opening the app to view the notifications.

"Wait, there is a Fangirl group for The Dark Master of the Thorn Valley?!" I gasped with excitement as I opened the group, but felt my face go pale. "How can you do this to the male lead?!" One of the comments asked as I felt my throat go dry. "I loved this book!? Why did you have to go and do that?" I felt my eyes tear up as I scrolled through all the hateful comments on my book. Yes, it went well, everyone praised me, but now...

I scrolled through them and wipes the tears away. Until I saw that one comment. "I heard she was refused, that's why she changed the whole plot, she got mad." I dropped my phone onto my desk and swallowed. I felt a sudden pain though my neck and felt my head throb. I hid my face in the crook of my arm on the desk, trying to hide myself from everyone. It was as if I could hear the people yelling into my head, the voices angry and some pained, and some even dissapointed. I shook my head, trying to shake them all away. I have been rejected once. Why should it happen again? Was it because I tried to change the story? Because I tied to make it better? I felt my head get heavy, my body numb as I closed my eyes with tears dripping to the desk. I wish all this would just go away. I wish it never happened.