I Woke Up As The Female Lead In My Favorite Novel
I grab the book off the shelf and drop to the floor, right there in the aisle.
My fingers tremble as I flip to the end. I already know what happens, but I can’t stop myself.
Luke Thorne, the immortal hockey star. The one man who ever loved like he meant it. And the heroine fails him.
I stare at the final panel, my tears dripping onto the page.
“She let him die,” I whisper.
My throat closes.
“She let him die alone.”
I press the book to my chest and sob, rocking back and forth like a child.