Due to the world being so beyond perfect, in a sense that it lived up to how she imagined a Western setting before, Wendy woke from the half-year-long trance and realized that she was in a dream.
None of the beautiful weather, castles, dresses, and jewelries given to her was real.
Most likely, her parents and William were the product of imagination too, materialized and breathed lives through an unknown means by something she didn't know.
She wondered. Was this how transmigrators or reincarnators truly got into another world? The place, its grandeur, and the happiness it could bring to the person living in the dream were actually all lies?
It was a heartbreaking realization.
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