The Tyrant's Regret After I Transmigrated into the Tragic Novel's Heroine
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Yvonne Heath was dead.
Her life had been one of hardship, and in the end, she was pushed from a second-story window, blood pooling between her legs. She was still clutching an ultrasound photo that read, “12 weeks gestation.”
Before she died, she said to me, “I’m sorry. I’m just so tired. I can’t go on.”
“From now on, you live for me.”
So I took her place.
From now on, I am Yvonne Heath.
