She was just eight years old when her godmother and abusive parents died.

She had always despised her parents so much that she did not wish them good. Despite her hatred for those people, she never considered killing or harming them.

Even though they beat her, abused her, refused to feed her when she was hungry, and forced her to work all the time, she yearned for them to love her, look at her affectionately, and hug her.

She was not a fool, despite her lack of socialization as a child. She could tell what should and should not be done.

She simply wanted them to adore her, but they...