บท 65: SOFIA

Yes, I'm a monster. I think that is clear by now.

But wait, surely you didn't think I was so innocent? That I was an epitome of purity and the perfect girl any mother would wish his son to marry?

I almost scoffed at that thought of myself being held in such high regard. I have done things, said things and wished things that in every way, makes someone bad.

But come to think of it, aren't we all bad? Born into the original sin, if the words of the so-called holy book is to be believed. We are all bad. Under the shiny and glowing skin tones, like the perfect rouge of Snow White's poisoned apple, we are all rotten inside.

So sorry to disappoint you, but this isn't

a story where the female lead bears the character similarities of Cinderella, no matter how similar some details are.