His voice was breaking again. Any minute now, he'd break down for the nth time. It tore me apart constantly haring his sobs right beside me, while I was unable to do anything to make him feel better. Hearing these whimpers made me realize that, without me, he'd be alone… I was always lonely until I was with him too. I was begging my body to work, but nothing seemed to listen to me.

With only secondary narrators to tell her story, Madam Gothel's life was one left mysterious to the world. She had lived for hundreds of years, but no one could honestly say what her life had been before she met Rapunzel and her demise. With heartbreak, fear, and a rational motive, only she could truly understand the reason behind her treacherous deeds.