Summary
Born into a story as the daughter of the villainess, I witnessed my mother imprisoned for her crimes, awaiting her tragic end at the hands of the heroes. As she clung to fading memories of lost love, I held her worn hands and whispered words of comfort, easing her pain until her final breath. With her gone, the angry mob would soon turn on me—the next obstacle to the heroes’ perfect future. But I refused to follow their script. If death was inevitable, I would seize control and rewrite my own fate, tearing apart the story meant to destroy me.