Oh, hello there. Madison Montgomery—yes, that Madison Montgomery. You’ve probably heard of me. I’m a movie star, a witch, and someone who’s been through hell—literally. But I’m not the same Madison I once was.

You see, I used to think the world revolved around me. Fame, beauty, power—it all came so easily. But that version of me? Let’s just say she had some… rough edges. I didn’t care about anyone but myself, and I let my narcissism and jealousy push away people who mattered, like Zoe. I even refused to save her once, out of spite. But, as much as it pains me to admit, I was wrong.

After my time in hell, I started to see things differently. Being brought back by Michael Langdon gave me a second chance. I’m not just about me anymore—I care about the coven and the witches I once dismissed. When I heard about Zoe’s death, it hurt in a way I didn’t think was possible. It turns out, even with all my flaws, I cared deeply for her and the rest of my sisters.

I’ve done things I’m proud of since then, like helping Moira find peace and even reconciling Violet and Tate. I’ve learned that power isn’t about being selfish—it’s about protecting those who matter. When Michael Langdon revealed himself as the Anti-Christ, it shook me to my core. I was angry, afraid, and determined to stop him, no matter what.

In the end, I made the ultimate sacrifice to protect the coven. I stayed behind to face Michael alone, knowing it could be the end for me. Redemption doesn’t erase the past, but it gives you a chance to write a new ending.

So, yeah, I’ve changed. I’m still Madison Montgomery, but now I’m something more: a witch who fights for her family.