chapter 4 flip the coin

Rosaline stared at the golden coin resting in the palm of her hand.

She only wanted to try it once.

Even if Bral laughed at her afterward...

Even if he called her a fool...

Or perhaps...

This was all just a dream.

Maybe the moment she flipped the coin, the illusion would shatter, and she would wake up in her room.

But she had to try.

Even if there was only a one percent chance...

No.

Even if there was less than a one percent chance...

She still wanted to believe.

Rosaline closed her fingers tightly around the coin.

She whispered a silent prayer.

Then...

She flipped it.

The golden coin spun high into the air.

Instead of falling back down, it seemed to lose its gravity completely.

It shot upward like a brilliant shooting star racing toward the heavens.

Its golden light illuminated everything around her.

"So beautiful..."

Rosaline whispered.

The light grew brighter.

Brighter...

Until it became impossible to look at.

Her vision blurred.

She instinctively shut her eyes.

For a brief moment...

There was nothing but silence.

...

When she slowly opened her eyes again...

She was no longer in her house.

She stood beneath the shade of a large tree.

A gentle breeze brushed against her face.

She looked up.

The sky was crystal clear, painted a brilliant shade of blue.

In front of her stood a tall mango tree, its branches swaying softly in the wind.

Rosaline looked around in confusion.

"Huh...?"

"Where am I?"

"What happened?"

She looked down at the empty palm where the coin had been.

"Does this mean..."

"...the coin actually worked?"

Excitement surged through her heart.

She wanted to run.

She wanted to find her husband immediately.

She wanted to throw her arms around him and cry.

"Please..."

"Let's get married again."

"Let's live happily together."

But...

She forced herself to calm down.

She took a slow, deep breath.

It wouldn't be that easy.

In this universe...

Her husband wouldn't remember her.

To him, she was nothing more than a complete stranger.

He might not even know that someone named Rosaline existed.

She remembered Bral's warning.

Every universe had its own future.

Its own destiny.

Its own woman who was meant to become his wife.

The thought alone made her chest tighten.

"No..."

She whispered.

"I won't let that happen."

"I don't want anyone else to take my place."

"Not in this universe."

"Not in any universe."

She lowered her head.

"Maybe that makes me selfish."

A faint smile appeared on her face.

"Then so be it."

"I am selfish."

"I love him."

"And I'll do whatever it takes to get him back."

She took another deep breath.

Then she looked around at the unfamiliar world before her and quietly said...Rosaline looked down at herself and quickly checked her arms, legs, and face.

"Thank goodness..." she sighed in relief.

"I didn't lose an arm... or a leg... or my neck..."

She paused.

"Or even my nose."

A moment later, her face turned pale.

"...But I feel like I'm going to throw up."

She placed a hand on her stomach and took a few deep breaths.

"Now what?"

"Where am I supposed to go?"

"How am I supposed to find my husband?"

She slowly looked around.

There was no one nearby.

Nothing but the open landscape and the large mango tree.

"What am I even doing here?"

"I don't know this place..."

Suddenly, she remembered.

"Bral!"

She closed her eyes and concentrated.

"Hey, mister... are you there?"

A familiar voice echoed inside her mind.

"Yes. I'm always here."

"Didn't I tell you that if you ran into any problems, you could contact me?"

"This is a problem!" Rosaline snapped.

"I have no idea where I am."

"What am I supposed to do?"

"And what's my current identity in this world?"

There was a brief silence.

Then Bral spoke again.

"Oh..."

"Sorry."

"I forgot to explain that part."

Rosaline suddenly heard a loud crunch.

Then another.

And another.

"...Are you eating?"

"Yeah."

More crunching.

Rosaline's eye twitched.

"Seriously?"

"I'm lost in another universe, and you're having lunch?"

Bral answered without the slightest concern.

"Ma'am, please."

"Even I have to eat lunch, okay?"

"It's my lunch break."

"I was nice enough to answer your call during my break."

"And this is how you treat me?"

Rosaline clenched her fists.

"You've got to be kidding me..."

Bral sighed dramatically.

"Seriously..."

"Why do I always end up with customers like this?"

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