I Transmigrated Back To A Book For Revenge
My friend and I transmigrated into a melodramatic novel about a wealthy family. When the mission ended, I chose to leave.
He fell for the obsessive female lead and chose to stay with her.
Eight years later, the system told me that she had locked him in a mental hospital, and he had only three days left to live.
When I rushed to him, he was tied to the bed. His eyes were dull, and he kept repeating my name.
His crush, Sterling Group's CEO, was planning a grand wedding with the man she truly loved.
I looked at my friend’s hands. They had once played the piano with grace. This time, they were covered in countless needle marks.
“You came, I knew you would...”
He mustered the last of his strength to look at me. “I was a fool. I thought staying by her side was the truest form of my love for her.
“I never realized I was only a stepping stone in her path.
“Take me home. I don’t want to die here...”