He/Heroine And My Villainess

HE/HEROINE AND MY VILLAINESS

(A TASTE OF DREAMS)

After three minutes, she then sat up in bed and found that the curtain to the glass door on her terrace was already open. At first she was shocked, but a sudden realization made her feel relaxed. 

"Is Mary." She thought.

'Mary must have come to my room to wake me up and give up upon seeing I was still sleeping,'

She sighed and stood up from the bed. Her long hair then glides effortlessly through her back, and the strap of her sleeping gown strips a little, revealing her smooth and baby soft shoulder. She looks like a mess, but yet still beautiful. 

She went over to her terrace glass door and opened it wide, making the fresh wind rush inside her room like a excited bird who waits for it's release to fly away through a beautiful place. 

The wind made Vendia's hair wave like a fallen leaf and made her sleeping dress flatter a little. Yerre stepped out of her room and went fully outside the terrace to check the weather for the day.

A surge of relaxation and calmness rushed over her quickly, making her close her eyes while raising her head and arms in the air, breathing in the easiness that the day had given her. 

She opened her eyes, lowered her arms to her sides, and saw the clear blue sky fluttered above her, while the trees swayed in the wind, making a peaceful tune alongside those tiny birds who live in cities and improved lands.

"It is so beautiful," she said. Her voice was gentle and soft, but the sound of a person who had just woken up could still be traced. She closed her eyes for a brief second, then opened them again. 

She looked down at her terrace and saw so many guards and servants passing by doing their duty and errands. She smiled and stretched her arms for the last time, and went back inside the chamber. 

She was about to go over to the dressing room to choose an outfit for herself to wear today, but out of nowhere she felt chills and a cold in her back. This surprised her, but she was not afraid because she already knew what was behind her. 

She took a sigh and turned around to see the person she hadn't expected to see so early in the morning. 

It was Vendia. "Hello, long time no see." It was Vendia. She waves her hand at her as a hello.

"Oh my god! What happened to my face? Why do you look like a mess in the morning? I bet you don't have a good night's sleep, "Vendia said. Her voice was calm and poised. She went close to Yerre and smiled. Yerre smiled back at her and replied. 

Yeah, it's... hard these days, "her voice was clear and loud enough for Vendia to hear, but somehow Vendia could trace sadness to it. Yerre passed through her and went to sit on the soft couch. 

Vendia followed after and sat on the opposite couch beside Yerre. She couldn't help but worry when she saw Yerre's expression was out of the weather and out of energy. She somehow saw herself to be right from the time she was suffering and sought attention and care from someone she loved because she was feeling alone and a mess.

But no one seemed to be able to figure out what was going on because their minds were all consumed with work and starving thoughts of striving harder to gain and improve, leaving her in complete isolation, surrounded by darkness and coldness. This made Vendia concerned about Yerre. What she's been through before is not a joke, it's unbearing and more intense.

The pain and emotions are similar to what Yerre has experienced in the past, but they are not as severe as what Yerre has been through. It could be fixed, but no one was willing to help, or everyone around her was just unaware of what they should do to be able to help her back to her feet, but no matter what they did for her, it was already too late. She had already painted her hands with blood and made herself lost in the darkness.

So she decided to end it all by dying and burying everything she felt and regretted in the grave. But in Yerre's case, she has been through far harder than she expected and she wants this woman to only experience happiness in her world. That's why when the light asked her if she still wanted to go back inside her body, she refused. Upon seeing someone who is more suitable to be with her parents, she feels far more blessed than jealous.

She didn't want to cause pain and sadness to her family anymore. So she gives up her chance to get back to her body and gives it to Yerre. She thought it was right too, because seeing another woman who died on the same day as you must be her fate. She saw her past and thought that Yerre had never experienced the real love and warmth of a family. This made her feel like they were almost in the same place.

She felt sorry for her and pitied her.She felt like she wanted this woman to have what she had, but in a positive way and to give her a second chance to live a life filled with laughter and love at the same time. She also wants her to fulfill her wish, and that is to take good care of her parents and the people who truly cherish and love her as a person. Because she could not do that to them anymore.

If she goes back, she will only cause pain again to them because she knows she won't be able to control the grudge she feels over the person who betrayed her and left her torn throughout the years. She didn't want that. So she gives up her chance to live again and gives it to Yerre. Upon doing so, she thought everything would be all right, but seeing Yerre being like this in front of her made her think otherwise. 

"What happened? Tell me, "Vendia asks. Her voice was demanding and filled with force, but the gentleness could not be hidden within her words.

Yerre looked straight at her, but she then averted her gaze to the window with the same expression, which made Vendia angry. 

"Yah!" she shouted.

"I said, Tell me! Dont you see what you look like right now? "

Yerre turned to her in haste and said.

"Wha..." 

But she couldn't utter the perfect words. Then, out of nowhere, a harsh wind passed through the room, joining what Vendia was feeling. The glass door to her terrace made a cracking sound, making Yerre shocked and afraid. If Vendia gets angry further, the glass door and window will break. Yerre immediately tried to speak out her reason for acting this way in front of her, but she just could not do it. She is afraid to say it because it might hurt and offend Vendia in a way.

"Um..." Yerre still couldn't utter a word, so she explained it to Vendia. As a result, Vendia glared at her and said with a voice that was filled with irritation.

"You look pitiful! And very fragile to the touch right now. I hate it. I hate it so much. I can see my previous self on it, "she says. Her words stunned Yerre for a split second before she regained her composure. She lowers her head with the same expression and replies. 

"I also hate being you." Her words are simple, but they have the power to leave the person inside the room stunned and perplexed. Her lip quivered and she bit it to calm it down, but it didn't work.

"Wha-what?" Vendia was taken aback by her words. Yerre looked straight at her and stood up from the couch. She clenched her hand into a fist and shouted all the feelings she felt before. 

"I said I hate this!" She pointed to Vendia's body while she continued talking.

"It hurts me when people only see you and not me! I HATE IT! I HATE IT SO MUCH THAT I..." She gasped and stopped in the middle of her sentence upon realizing what she had just said out loud to Vendia. She bit her lip and lowered her head. Her expression was gloomy and filled with guilt.

"I'm sorry," she apologized and started to cry in front of Vendia. Her body shuddered, not from anger but from all the feelings she felt, and she sat down on the floor, bawling. The emotions she tends to keep are once again surging out of her, making her feel suffocated and hating herself.

She continued uttering the words, "I'm sorry," in front of Vendia, who was also looking down at her with a shocked and pained expression. 

To be continued.