The day I transmigrated into a novel as the wicked supporting female character, I beat the heroine to the punch and tricked the amnesiac male lead into coming with me. He believed the three-year romance I made up and spoiled me like the most precious person in his life. But eventually, he found and opened that diary. He remembered everything, including how I had deceived him. When the day he regained his memories finally arrived, I thought I was finished. Instead, he pinned me against the wall and said in a hoarse voice, "It's true that I lied to you, but it's also true that I love you."