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

I lay back in the bed, staring up at the tavern's roof. Rain is falling. I can hear it pattering on the roof above me.

Lucas is sleeping beside me, on the small bed. It's...almost too small a bed to fit the both of us on it, in fact. We have to get...very close to not almost fall off.

Fortunately that happens to be what I want.

My gaze sweeps over him as he sleeps.

His soft black hair is scattered in gentle waves over the pillow and over his forehead. His arms are loosely wrapped around me. His dark lashes are in stark contrast to the soft white of his cheeks, and they flutter a moment as he sleeps, likely dreaming.

I shift my head to face him more directly, to watch his serene face.

My gaze slides over the contours of his cheek and the bridge of his nose, down the faint line of his jaw. I study his pink lips as they move minutely with his breath, and I think about kissing him. I imagine waking him by doing just that.

Peaceful Rest