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Vanguard Dear Days Dlc

180 DAYS TO DIVORCE

“Why don’t you just admit that I am a better version of you, and you are repulsed by it? Do I make you anxious, Elma?" Unable to live together, the Wistold couple filed for divorce but received the opposite of what they had hoped for. Instead of the peaceful divorce they were expecting, the court suddenly decreed that they had 180 days to sort out their marriage. Stating that if they failed to reconcile before the end of the 180 days, their divorce suit would be processed, and they could go their separate ways. But Elma was unable to live with her husband for another day, so Elma Wistold decided to take matters into her own hands. Why get stuck with a man that she didn’t love when she could just find a replacement? To pursue her love and happiness, Elma found a substitute, a lookalike who was not only desperate but was also determined to fulfill her duties. Sarah was just a low-class girl trying to make her family happy when a proposal was brought to her; all she had to do was become Elma Wistold for some time. Left with no other choice but to accept the offer, Sarah moves into the Wistold home, ready to be a mother to Elma’s kids and a wife to Anthony Wistold. She was the complete opposite of Elma and did everything contrary to what Elma would do. But what would happen when Anthony started getting attracted to Sarah? Wanting to make things work between him and his estranged wife, he was ready to spoil her rotten with everything that he owned. What will happen to Sarah when she starts getting greedy for a family that was never hers from the beginning? What will happen when Anthony solves the mystery of why and how his new wife changed all of a sudden? Will he be able to accept the truth when it finally comes out, considering the fact that he was getting comfortable with his estranged wife? Most importantly, what will the three of them do if Elma returns to her old life? What will be the fate of the three? Stay tuned for more. ** “Being Elma Wistold is tougher than walking on flames, you got to be tough and pretend you are a queen” “Here is one concept I realised today, our life is a novel and I am not the heroine. Elma is like an anti-heroine, she became tough and selfish because life made her that way” “And I am selfless because my parents raised me that way, I think she is the better version of this twins. She is the heroine and I am just a supporting character, she got it all and I crave for everything which is hers” “So who better to tell the story than me? The supporting character” A tear dropped on the page, will I ever get what I crave for?
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His Dear Devilish Angel

------------------ After witnessing the cruel reality of the world at a very young age, she matured early. However, despite giving her everything, she couldn't save her family from myriads of schemes. She got used to the darkness so much to the point of subconsciously running away from light. Having been forced to wear his name since her 18th birthday, she was angered at the mere thought of him. yet knowing that it was his territory, she willingly walked in. And she knew he was waiting. ------------------- "I remember telling you, little fox," he murmured, his voice a barely whisper as he reached out, tracing the line of her jaw before trailing down to her collarbone. His jade-like fingers burned against her skin. "If you came back, your chances of escape would be zero to none." "Oh, and what makes you think you can control my life?" her eyes had the very same indifference she carried when she entered the room. His lips curled into an amused smirk, a devilish glint flashing in his gaze as he took her wrist, revealing the elegant bracelet adorning it—a silent claim she had knowingly carried all these years. "Well," he drawled, eyes locking onto hers with a suffocating intensity, "you already bear my mark with you no matter wherever you go. So from your mind to your heart, from your body to your soul—everything belongs to me, my dear baby girl." ----------------- Her fingers tightened around the trigger of the gun pointing at his chest. “Stay right there,” she warned, her voice steady despite the storm in her heart. But he stepped closer, deliberately, until the space between them disappeared. His hand reached out, fingers ghosting over her wrist, his touch light yet possessive. "Are you flirting with me, little fox?" His voice was a deep whisper near her ear, laced with dark amusement. ------------------
Amoureuse · 12.9K Views
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