touch. This was the composition of a sophisticated sophia, where she was the best surgeon in the city.
Her family was gathered at the table, waiting for her to start eating. A faint smile appeared on her
f irritation, "Start eating. I
umbling words that only he understood. "What did yo
't say a
be a fight between her two adult children. So, she looked at her with a glare. Sophi
n't married even at the age of 37, while her brother mocked her and called her a spinster,
no one in this world is worthy of being her hus
t were a comedic play, unaware that he himself was al
ed her and promised that he
picked up her phone and began reading the third volume of a novel called "Hareem," w
't continue reading. She angrily threw her phone onto the bed, started cursing
ist, after he had killed her husband. She had been reading the novel for the sake of these two char
curses in her mind for the author and
e fell into
nd looked around expectantly. However, her eyes quickly dimmed when
a dream,
the 21st century and a veteran of transition novels, she knew she had moved into the "Hareem" novel she ha
eak of the door without bothering to l
by the presence of the small servant girl who came every morning to urg
t want to go out, just eat somet
rstand? Are you stupid? I've told you rep
closing, she heard the servant girl pleading, "Please, madam. The prince h
might be considering the suggestion. Slowly, she approached, fearing
, cough." Sophia began coughing, and suddenly she felt a terrible pain in her chest. Bl
of her lady. Her eyes were red, swollen from tears,
k on her condition, but she stopped when she h
lip and said, "Yes, madam," before
cle happens, I'll die within a year." She was a physician herself, well aware of her own medical condition. Having read the novel before