The Villainess Doesn't Want To Live

Everything was perfect. After so many failed attempts, I had finally killed myself. I was longing for that day to come. I knew I breathed my last breath, my eyelids were heavy, and I felt my heart stop beating. So… why? “I thought we told you to stay in your room! Why do you have to attend Lucy's tea party and cause a ruckus? Have you no shame?” Ah, right. It’s been a week since I realized I have been reincarnated in the novel I read a year ago. The god of misfortune must really love me for giving me a second life that is not different from my first. I grinned and slowly bowed my head. “I deeply apologize for having no shame because I am of noble blood so…” I raised my head and met her gaze. I genuinely smiled. “…how dare a mere half-breed like your beautiful Lucy insult me when her very existence has sullied the great House of Astral?” I suddenly found myself on the ground. I touched my stinging right cheek and laughed softly. This old woman is really testing my patience. If I finally meet the grim reaper, I swear I’ll have him take me to whoever is responsible for these misfortunes I’m experiencing. Once is enough, but don’t you think twice is too much? “From now on, you are forbidden to step outside of your room. There will be no food and water that will be delivered to your quarters until I say so.” I helped myself up and tidied myself and gazed sternly at my father with a smile plastered on my face. I bowed courteously and made my way to the door. “Dear, how could Megaria change? She was so timid before, so how is she acting like that?” I unknowingly smirked when I heard my dear stepmother, as I opened the door. I looked back and stared at them. The duchess was hugging my father as his hands were soothing her back; it was really a sight to behold. “Pathetic.” I couldn’t help but mutter as I silently closed the door, I shouldn’t be a bad girl and disturb their moment, right? I sighed. Do I have to wait until I’m 18 or should I just die now? They’re going to torture me, but they can’t really kill me, that is, if I don’t commit treason towards the Imperial Family. It’s still hard to accept that I’m living from a novel I read when I was in high school. I thought I was crazy, but I tried cutting my palm and, surprisingly, it was painful. I sighed as I held the door’s handle. My good-for-nothing father forbade me from having maids since yesterday, not that I really cared. I’m going to die anyway, so who cares? I opened my door and was about to throw my heels across the room when I noticed the man standing in the middle of my room. His back was facing me but I could recognize that back so well. “Megaria.” I inwardly sighed, I thought I could finally have my rest but I guess not. “Raphael.” I clearly forgot about this animal who hated Megaria. Technically, everyone in the household did, but this one is the worst of the worst. “I couldn’t care less about you, but heed my warning. Do not distain the Astral House if you want to keep your heart beating.” His icy, glaring screams of wanting to kill me at this very moment met my gaze. Shining black hair, gray eyes, sharp jaw, perfectly shaped lips; I couldn’t deny how handsome he is. What a waste. I replied with a smile, I bowed my head and took a step back as if to say if he was done with his threats, he was welcome to leave my room. I believe that Raphael isn’t stupid. After a few seconds, I could hear his footsteps getting closer. His tracks stopped in front of me, I could feel his deadly gaze boring holes into my head. “Do not test me, Megaria.” I raised my head gently and stared at his retreating figure. “My heart would gladly welcome your sword, Raphael Astral, my dear brother.”