Prolouge

Ah, death comes in unexpected times, I still don't want to.....

“**Miss? Miss? Wake up, miss**!!" A frantic voice called out for me, what's with her? Is this a dream? I should be in a hospital after falling from that height. Was it an illusion? No, let's sort this out first.

“**Who are you**?" I asked as I look into her in confusion. She gasped for air with her eyes wide open, what is wrong with this girl? Wearing a maid uniform and all.

“**Oh, god! Miss Desireé do you not remember me, no, please answer me, what is your name**?!" The way she gripped my shoulders were too much but her eyes filled with strange determination made me uncomfortable and unknowingly answer.

“**I do not know, who.....am I**?" she gasped again, her hands that were gripping my shoulders was shaking as ut covered her mouth, she run away to the door and screamed, though it was too jumbled to be even called as a sentence, was she even speaking the same language?

After that confusing incident with Ellie, I had no choice but to remember it when she was in tears shouting her name, and made me called her that a few times, the doctor came and diagnosed me, he thought that it was strange but also deduced that I was suffering amnesia because of the recent fall from the stairs, and that my memories are just in confusion.

If so then my memories of being a office worker and falling to death, was it just imagination? But it was vivid to the point of-- “AAAAHHH!!!" It hurts. It feels like my mind is being torn apart, I'm losing consciousness...

“Ezikiel, when do you think should we do our engagement party? The end of May sounds good as our graduation is only 6 months away, what do you think? Hmm? Ezekiel? Ezekiel!" The woman's joyous face in talking about their nearing engagement and it's end, marriage change abruptly to worry in her fianceé's troubled face.

“Huh? Did you say something?" He was surprised, clearly he didn't pay attention.

“Nothing, we can talk about it sometime, what about you?Your troubled face is worrying me, are you sure you're alright? Should we call a doctor? As expected the recent problems about the late production in your company is troubling you. We should call this a day, and you should rest." She was worried about him, but what she didn't know that it was neither the engagement nor the problems in business were worrying him, it was about a peasant who is poorer than the girl's maids in her mansion, it was Clesaire Fareh, a woman whom her beloved is smitten in, and the one who would soon ruin her dream fairy-tale life.

“HAAAH!!" I gasped waking up from a very painful memory, yes, this body's owner is Desireé Seraphine Xandres Helaire-Quintessa. The villainess of a romance novel, and me in my past-past life.

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