After Transmigrating Into a Tragic Romance, I Fight Back Against the Prince's Manipulation

After transmigrating into the heroine of an angst-filled novel, I fired the first shot against ancient-era emotional manipulation.

The domineering prince treated me as a stand-in and grabbed my chin, snarling,

“We may be sisters, but how do you compare to her in the slightest?”

I spat right at him. “If she's so wonderful, why don't you marry her? Is it because you can't?”

“That's right. You can't even handle me, so what makes you think you deserve her?”

He flew into a rage. “Woman, you've caught my attention.”

I punched him square in the face. “Get a grip!”