Her whole life, Joy had despised her father. Hated him for what he had done to her mother.
Without him Maria would have lived a happy, peaceful life.
Her purity would not have been taken. She wouldn't have been turned into a slave, tortured by her stepmother for years.
Just thinking about her father made Joy disdain her own blood. She had even searched for ways to remove the half-blood that came from him.
That was how much she hated him.
She had thought that once she killed him, all ties would be severed. She wouldn't think about him anymore.
But shockingly, even after she had killed him, thoughts of her father kept coming back.
He had become a demon in her mind.
It got even worse when she saw other families.
In the capital, she watched nobles and ministers with their children.
Those officials might be corrupt, might deserve execution for what they did to the empire.
But when it came to their own children, they cherished them.
Coddled them. Treated them like gold.
