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Nothing ruins your day like getting hit by an ice cream truck.

For Amara Lyselle, a 24-year-old history professor tired of her routine, life comes to an abrupt end just when she decides to indulge in some luxury chocolate. But instead of a peaceful afterlife, Amara finds herself thrust into an alternate world that looks a lot like hers except she’s now one of the rivals vying for the affection of the world’s dashing hero.

As if being dead and reincarnated as a romantic antagonist wasn’t bad enough, she has to navigate a confusing new reality with the help of an annoying "system" that seems to have a personality of its own. The good news? She has a second chance at life. The bad news? She has no idea how to survive in this strange world, avoid falling into ridiculous romantic drama, or even get back to her old life if that’s even possible.

Life After Death by Ice Cream

As the others began to say their goodnights, Amara leaned over, her lips brushing against Elara's ear. "Come to my room," she murmured, already knowing the answer.

Elara's eyes softened, and her voice was barely a whisper. "I'm always yours, Amara."

Amara pulled back, her smirk returning as she stood, offering her hand. "Then come and let me celebrate you properly."

With everyone distracted by the champagne-fueled after-party, they slipped out without drawing attention. In Amara's room, they found themselves alone for the first time that evening. The silence felt like a balm to Amara's ears, a welcome reprieve from the chaos downstairs.

"Hey," Amara said softly, closing the door behind her and turning the lock. "Relax. I promise to keep this quiet."

Elara laughed, already kicking off her shoes and sinking onto the bed. "You're adorable when you're trying to be considerate."

Amara pouted. "I'm considerate all the time."

Come to my room ( R-18)