Helping the Villainess Become her Better Self!

Chapter 2

Over the course of what felt like weeks. When I wake up, I feel like I am being held in arms, I tilt me head up and try to open my eyes again. This time, I can successfully see.
Well.. by see I mean I can see colour and shape but not distance or depth. Everything is flat.
I look at the arms holding me, they are pale and littered with small calluses but are femininely shaped and lean. I slowly scale up them and see a face, with deep and dark crystal blue eyes and with locks of white-blonde hair cascading down.

Who is this woman?

"Hi little Ore (Or-ay)" the woman says while rolling her voice off of the 'e'.
She puts her finger into my tiny little palm and moves her finger up and down, I then grab her finger and try to talk. Yet it still only comes at as a small 'coo'.
She then smiles lightly and kisses my forehead before lifting me up and bending me down into a wooden cot.

I fit in the cot?
She then lightly waves before leaving my small line of sight.

After awhile, I slowly fall asleep with my thumb in my mouth, only to be woken up again.
I open my eyes lightly and see a man, he has pale blue eyes and soft flawless skin with solid light brunette caramel hair that goes down to his hips. But the most odd thing is the dark blue line that form an equal triangle at his forehead.
He smiles at me and then picks me up and caresses my cheeks before taking me out of the room.

He walks down stairs and hallways of massive length before reaching a room.

I think I am in a manor
He gets his hand at the knob of the wood door before opening it to reveal a carpeted room with two children in. He places me with the toddlers which are eerily my height too.

They approach me and one of them start slobbering a red ball in his mouth. I try to walk to him and I fall back to my bottom with a thud, so I crawl to him and take the ball out of his mouth.
But he cries because of this which makes the other cry, however I sigh in annoyance before crawling to a small table. I hold onto it and try to lift myself up, which I successfully do. I get a jar of baby food and a rubber material spoon. Then I go back down before going to the toddler.

He has red hair and bronzed skin with dark read eyes.
I tap him and put the baby food on the spoon, he looks at me and I shove the food in his mouth.

Fortunately, he starts 'chewing' on that before swallowing.

Then I do the same to the other toddler that has brown hair and green eyes.

Then he stops crying and follows me back to the other one.

Then, I realise. I have been reborn as a toddler...