In this sun-filled world, in the forgotten dark corners, all kinds of ugly things are hidden here, and curses are one of them.
When I was very young, the man I called dad betrayed my mother. From that day on, my mother cried all day long. Looking at my face that looked exactly like my father, she began to look at me with hatred. Yes, she hated me, as well as the difficult man she loved so much.
So she started cursing.
She said that the daughter of a witch is also unworthy of love.