ROMANCE! APOCALYPSE! DRAMA LOVING GOD! REBIRTH!
The hospital lights buzzed faintly above her, the edges of her vision already blurring into white. Blood pooled in her lungs. No family. No friends. Just the relentless beeping of a monitor counting down her last seconds. Rosalie stared at the sterile ceiling, tears sliding sideways across her temple.
 "I didn’t even get to do anything." She whispered. "No love. No one will remember I was here. If anyone’s out there… God, fate, whatever you are, hear me. Let me live again. Somewhere. Anywhere. Let me matter."
When she woke up again, she wasn’t Rosalie anymore. She was Mei Shen, a forgotten noblewoman trapped in a story of cold nights and cruel tyrant hands. One night. No promises. A pregnancy with a tyrant's child. She ran. Hid. Escaped fate’s cruel grip. 
But less than a month later everything changed.
“Subject detected.  Lianwei Voss has entered your proximity. Obsession level: 85% - critical. Imminent event : Apocalypse countdown initiated  -time remaining: Unknown.  New genre unlocked: Dark romance -Obsession + villainous devotion activated."
The game had changed. The rules were gone.
"You broke the script. But you will never break me."God whispered in her ear.
 The child she carried was a weapon, her vengeance a fire. And somewhere in the darkness, the emperor’s obsession burned hotter than ever.
One night, beneath the empire’s broken skyline, she found a stranger, broken, bleeding, unknown. She saved him. Not knowing she was cradling her own nightmare.

The music swirled around me like a soft breeze, the glow of chandeliers casting sparkling light on the polished floor. My heart fluttered nervously as Lianwei's hand found mine, guiding me gently into the dance. The ballroom felt vast, yet with him so close, the world narrowed until it was just the two of us moving in rhythm.


I tried to steady my breath, the silk of my gown brushing against his sleeve. His eyes held that familiar warmth, steady and sure, making me forget the watchful gazes and palace whispers. For a moment, I was simply Mei Shen, not the future empress, not a woman under scrutiny just a woman in his arms. As the last notes of the song faded, Lianwei leaned close, his voice low and teasing. 


"Come with me." He whispered, a teasing smile playing on his lips. My heart hammered, a mix of excitement and nervousness swirling inside me.


Chapter 32 - 32. Time together and morning teasing