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I secretly returned home, wanting to give my boyfriend of seven years a birthday surprise. Outside the private room, I heard his friends teasing him: "Cassian, you're 29 this year—when are you going to marry the girl?" His reply froze my blood: "Elara Blackwell is so dull. I've been tired of her for ages." "I don't love her anymore. I'm just stalling." In that moment of fury and bewilderment, lines of text began floating before my eyes—like a live comment stream. They told me I was nothing more than a supporting character in someone else's story, fated to be a stepping stone for the real hero and heroine's romance. But I, Elara Blackwell, have never been one to dance to someone else's tune.