I was born as the villainess’s daughter inside a novel. When I was born, Mom’s wrongdoings have already been revealed leading to her confinement in the tower, and soon she’ll receive a miserable death at the hands of the main characters. I held her hand while looking over my mother who searched for her ex-husband until her dying breath. My small hand entwined Mom’s rough one and she finally turned to me with a warm gaze. “I understand you, Mom.” “…”