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

Soft as it may have been, the laugh causes a lingering twinge of pain in my chest and I reach out to touch Celeste's shoulder.

"Celeste...I...uh...think you could heal me up the rest of the way? I don't want to drag us down with my recovery."

No matter how much she might doubt her own abilities, all I've seen of her healing abilities have been reliable. And I'm not nearly that injured anymore, anyway. Certainly not as bad as some of the other scrapes she's helped with.

"Oh-!" She jumps slightly at my sudden question, glancing up at me with large eyes, before looking me over worriedly. "S-sure...! Come here, and I can fix you up real fast!"

I smile at her gratefully, rubbing her head before stepping closer.

Lucas tries to protest - worried that I'm rushing things - but Celeste shakes her head. "I'm...I'm no Master Cyril but--but...something this simple I can do. I promise."

I smile at her and give a little nod. "I know you can."

Healing Touch