Chapter 27 A Dance Of Sad News

• Cerys let out a playful scoff, her lips curling into a mischievous grin. "Me? A writer? I wish. I prefer staring at the TV than writing," she replied, huffing mock indignation.
• Ryu arched an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. "Then what did you exactly do in your past life?" he inquired, a hint of amusement in his voice.
• A playful glint danced in Cerys's eyes as she leaned closer, as if sharing a secret. "Well," she began, a mischievous lilt in her voice, "I was a bully. I drank a lot. Came from a rich family. I was kinda the bad girl."