Her POV
How wonderful it is to die in the arms of the man you love.... When he shows his vulnerable side only for you... when he tries to do everything for you for one last time... those are very lucky because for Villainess like us end up dying with hands of our beloved with the same love for someone else... with the same vulnerability but for her...
Maybe I was a Villainess but not to you, then Why? Why my love is different from her? Why is there difference between me wanting you and her loving you... Why is there so much difference between our end?... She'll get your love, vulnerability, your care, but what about me all I see I'd your hostility...
You never noticed my eyes... which once were filled with love and affection for you are now are filled with loneliness, fear and heartbreak
She knows you now but I have known you for years... She loves you now but I loved you for years so why her love for is epitome of love and mine a disgusting obsession.
All I did was keep things away from your way to success and became fucking Villainess but it wasn’t enough or that was I thought so
Because I concluded if she did these things your love for her would increase upto infinite times but since I did it for so it wasn't enough...
I would have kept doing it but now I'm tired of everything
I'm tired of your condemnation
Your hostility
Your games
Your love
