In a way, Lady Melissa felt like she was the citizen, at least she did feel like that in her past life, unheard of, always ignored, and it was never about her- it would constantly be about someone else again and again.
Was she being overdramatic? She wasn't, at least not in her eyes- she had gone through hell and back multiple times in her previous self so she at the very least had the right to be narcissistic and to act like everything was about her, even when half of the time it wasn't.
Lady Melissa let out a yawn, as she realized that she should probably get some sleep, knowing that for a fact, the next 70 hours she had would be the busiest and most stressful 70 hours of her entire life.
Lady Melissa woke up, which totally wasn't the result of her overthinking brain, wondering what'd happen if she messed up, although she had complete faith in herself, she couldn't just help but overthink at all, it was simply just in her nature.