Lazy Sigh Of The Villainous Daughter

The lazy sigh of the antagonist’s daughter escaped my lips as I realized my fate. Somehow, I had been reborn as the notorious villainess from the otome game I’d been engrossed in. The story was all too familiar—my character was destined to interfere with the heroine’s romantic pursuits, only to face exile as punishment. The path ahead seemed bleak, with my future hanging by a thread. Every action I took might push me closer to that inevitable downfall. The heroine would charm everyone effortlessly while I struggled against my predetermined role. I could already see the scornful glances and whispered rumors that would follow me. The game’s script had been cruel to this character, and now I was trapped in her shoes. Unless I found a way to rewrite my destiny, history would repeat itself. The thought of losing everything sent a chill down my spine. Was there any hope for someone like me, branded as the villain from the start?