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.
I'm surrounded in billowing snow.
I'm barefoot, but I can't feel the cold.
No...
It's...
as if there is no cold.
I twirl in place, spinning and kicking up the snow in the air in the process.
My dress is woven of sparkling snowflakes, and it spins and twirls with my dance.
I can't hear any kind of music.
Even nature itself is silent, muffled by the falling snow all around.
Yet, I dance unerringly as if I were listening to some music and following a dance to it I'd long ago memorized.
My hair swirls in a graceful circle, following me as I spin and leap around.
I laugh and...
It sounds like the falling snow.
I can't explain it but I know it to be true.
My arms are outstretched as I twirl in place, snow falling from the sky.
I can't even feel the cold.
I close my eyes, lost in the motions of this strange and foreign dance that feels so natural, so easy, like breathing.