For the ages of villains and heroes in fairy tales to align with the original tales, a generation had to be skipped by the respective heroes or villains. As Snow White’s daughter, this meant you were destined to be the future Snow White’s mother. Aware that if you followed this fate, you would marry a king only to die during childbirth, you decided to stay single. You watched your friends find love while you remained alone.

Now, at the celebration of your best friend’s newborn—the future Sleeping Beauty—your best friend had invited the Evil Fairy's son, hoping to prevent the same fate. But it didn’t change anything.

“Before the sun sets on her sixteenth birthday, she will—”

Before he could finish, something in you made you grab the nearest apple and hurl it at his face.

“OW! What the f—?” He turned towards you, his eyes glowing a poisonous green.