I only hugged my favorite character in my dream because I wished for his happiness…
Freyer Lundberg—the sub male lead of the novel I loved, and my ultimate bias.
But for some reason, when I opened my eyes, I was in the same bed as him.
“First, let’s run.”
I brushed it off as a small, drunken mishap. After all, Freyer was destined to fall for the heroine at first sight.
Still, I couldn’t stand by and watch the miserable sad ending waiting for my bias, so I decided to play the bridge between them…
“Lilia. I was looking for you.”
The situation started shifting in strange ways, and my vision darkened.
I’m just an extra!
“I can’t forget the night we spent together.”
My eyes widened at the item Freyer held so carefully in his hand.
It was my garter belt—the one he’d undone that night.
“Could you stay by my side for just one more night?”
His deep, sleepy breaths tickled my ears.
And my heart.
“Even if you don’t stop my nightmares… it’s fine. Just one night…”
