Morning sunlight spilled through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. A young woman sat by the window, her peach-blossom eyes immersed in the pages of a book.
"Somi, breakfast is ready," called a deep, hoarse voice from behind her.
She looked up. Victor, her husband, stood in the doorway wearing an apron, a warm smile on his face. The sight almost made her laugh. Who would ever believe that this gentle, slightly clumsy man was the CEO of a multimillion-dollar corporation?
Even more unbelievable... he was the male lead.
Closing her book, Somi rose from her chair. As she walked toward the table, her thoughts wandered.
A month ago, I was a twenty-one-year-old European girl who got hit by a truck and died.
And yet, when I opened my eyes... I found myself here — inside the world of a novel.