The Hypnotized Stand-In Has Awakened—the True Heiress Is Terrified Chapter 01

The Hypnotized Stand-In Has Awakened—the True Heiress Is Terrified Chapter 01

When I woke up, I realized I was inside a romance novel.

Not as the heroine, but as the scheming side character who catfished a wealthy heir using her roommate’s photos.

Right now, Blair Vance was hypnotizing me.

“Elise, with your acne-covered face and those tree-trunk thighs, you’re no different from a bloated pig.”

“If you dare send your own photo to your online boyfriend, I guarantee he’ll take one look and spend three days throwing up.”

“I was kind enough to give you a few of my pictures. That’s the only reason you’ve been able to keep chatting with him.”

“With your looks, he would’ve blocked you ages ago.”

I stared at Blair’s thoroughly plain face as the entire plotline flooded back to me.

Me—the campus beauty everyone admired. Yet under her hypnotic manipulation, I was convinced I was hideous.

I used her heavily retouched photos to keep up an online relationship.

And the moment she found out he was a top-tier heir from the old money elite circle, she took my place without hesitation.

She met him, dated him, and married into wealth in a blaze of glory, becoming the most envied heroine in the entire story.

As for me?

Worn down by her relentless hypnotic humiliation, I eventually snapped.

I jumped from a building and ended up as a mangled corpse.

Luckily, I was fully aware now.

Everything she stole using my identity—

I’ll make her pay it back. With interest. With her life.

***

“What, are you deaf or did a zombie eat your brain?”

“I’m talking to you—can you hear me or not?”

Blair’s shrill voice stabbed into me again.

Anger surged through me. I nearly lunged at her, ready to claw her face off.

Just a moment ago, I mentioned that I wanted to send my own photo to my online boyfriend.

Right away, she put me through another round of deep hypnosis.

Maybe she pushed too hard. Maybe that’s what triggered my awakening.

If I confronted her now, she might just brainwash me again—turn me into a total lunatic.

I swallowed my rage.

“Blair, I lost my mind for a second. I’d never dare send my own photo again.”

I looked at her legs. “Your legs are so slim and toned. Mine are disgusting—like two tree trunks.”

My gaze slid over her skin, dotted with enlarged pores and blackheads, as I kept flattering her.

“And your skin—not a single flaw. No wonder my online boyfriend likes you so much.”

Blair’s lips curled upward, barely able to contain her smug smile.

“As long as you get it. Don’t be stupid again.”

“Remember this. Only if you use my photos will he keep talking to you.”

I nodded eagerly, like someone completely brainwashed.

“Got it. Only your pictures from now on.”

Satisfied, Blair finally walked into the bathroom to shower. The door clicked shut.

The smile vanished from my face.

I opened the pinned chat with the starry-sky profile picture.

I took a breath and typed: [Hey, are you around?]

[There’s something I want to tell you.]