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.
When it is late and everyone is mostly asleep, I am sitting on my balcony again, eyes on the sky, half watching the clouds roll past and the stars move in the distance.
May is next to me, leaning against my arm. She'd wanted to stay up with me, but simply passed out from exhaustion against my arm anyway.
Taffy, her beloved, oversized toy rabbit is securely held against herself even in sleep.
Her arms are wrapped around its fluffy form tightly, like it is the most precious thing in the world to her.
Her mouth is partially open and soft snoring is audible with each inhale and exhale she takes.
...She's drooling too, slightly, and the fabric of my clothes are soaked and sticky from her drool.
In sleep, her expression is calm, peaceful.
Free from the troubles and worries of the waking world.
She looks more like a normal child her age should be like.
The fact she has so many fears and worries for a child is...
Unfortunate.