Amesaya

There's nothing wrong with Adelaide's life.

There's nothing wrong with being cheated on. After all, half of marriages end in divorce and most end from infidelity.

There's nothing wrong with getting addicted to an otome game. After all, everybody has something they're obsessed with.

There's nothing wrong with reincarnating as the villainess instead of the heroine. After all, the villainess is richer and more powerful.

There's nothing wrong with the villainess chasing after one of the love interests. After all, it's not like he's the canon route.

There's nothing wrong with Ophelia's life.

In My Next Life I'll Win the Heart of the Male Lead

When I wake, there's sunlight. It's painfully bright, and I have to squint a bit before my eyes adjust. Lucas is talking with someone at the door of the room, and I...am laying in a bed with a bandaged arm.

It already feels better without the arrow sticking out of it, though. I groan and press my hand to my forehead.

Novel, given it's my arm that got the arrow in it.

"You're awake!" Lucas calls, beaming with relief. "Finally, geez! I was worried there. Guess you really are as tough as you bragged you were."

He strolls up to the bed, reaching over and lightly swiping a knuckle against my cheek. I swat his hand away with a snarl and his smirk widens.

"Oh, you really are back. I'll go tell the guard."

He strides over to the door and speaks in a hushed voice to a guard. While he gossips, I sit up in the bed, already shifting to get up.

Festival