This Wish.
All her life she had stood tall. Never feeling ashamed, embarrassed or shy, she stood there as a woman who was confident, self assured and ambitious in nature. She was a woman of tolerance but her bottom line were mind games-not in the business field-but the one played by her own partner.
Despite all her glory it seems she couldn't really satisfy the man beside her. Despite her success and confidence the man beside her turned to a woman who was contended to feed his male ego by being below him. She was sweet, shy and feminine. Apparently that mattered in a marriage. For that woman her husband, used her family, discarded them and then destroyed her too. Both physically and mentally.
She understand this was not a game where she would win. It was later when she settled down in a village did she hear about their marriage. Everyone seemed to think they were a perfect couple, everyone thought that about them too.
With a scoff she had left that small town restaurant but before she could go on her way home, she was killed.
Killed by that woman because she could not afford for her to come back and disrupt the life that she had painstakingly created for herself.
It was later after her death when she sat in a dark space all alone did she think about the situations that pushed her husband towards that woman. Those little accidents, those gestures, the dominant and submissive nature. It was all in there. Her time alone helped her to think about the things that could have been done but unfortunately those things had passed.
She was dead.
He was alive.
She became the villain despite the other woman being the mistress.
He and she became the dream main lead couple of the world. Perfect together.
She was nothing but a side character.
It was like a cruel, stupid, idiotic story written by a 13 year old girl. Which it was maybe.
Her time after death was silence. Pure silence where she was left alone with her thoughts and dreams. It was this moment where she decided that she was too good for him, or fr any other egoistic man out there. There was nothing wrong with her personality. She was a career driven woman who had a little dominant nature. The man, her husband did not deserve her. But it was true that being a green tea bitch was much more useful and practical as it would attract the masses to them and make them believe her words.
She doesn't remember when it started but there were books beside her. Without much questions she read them. These books narrated stories of those male and female protagonist, villains and villainess, side characters, cannon fodders around the universe that the authors created.
By the time it was her date to be reincarnated into another body ad start a complete new life, she was thoroughly educated and her personality seems to have undergone a drastic change too.
She couldn't ever remember being this relaxed but then she was. She read books to her hearts content, strangely enough logical books were never there. It was always those stupid cliche books beside her. Also her brain had turned a little stupid from reading those books.
She thought f herself from a third person perspective and started leaning towards creating a character out of herself that would make people like her more.
When that yellow beam of light attacked her, she did not resist. On the contrary with a strong sense of mind-somewhere down she knew that she was going to be reincarnated and her current memories would be erased-still she held hope and stubbornness that these current memories would accompany her back to her next life.
And oh how her wish came true.