"Excuse me, what?" screeched the woman who, for some reason, the boys invited into my RV, my HOME, while I was sleeping. I cracked my neck from side to side, trying to get rid of the tension in my shoulders.
"You are not excused, and I think you heard me just fine," I said as I got more comfortable against Chen Zi Han. My head fit perfectly between his pecks, allowing them to act like a pillow. I would prefer to be sitting on the couch right now, but Chen Zi Han was so tied up in knots right now, that I needed to comfort him. "People who either transmigrate or reincarnate always seem to think that they are the hero of the story. Sorry, heroine, in your case."
She scoffed at that, like it was the funniest thing that she had ever heard, but tell me one instance where someone came back from the dead and didn't think that they were special. That the shitty life that they had before was gone, and now they would get the gorgeous guy with a lot of money and live their best life?
