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The temperature in the study seemed to plummet instantly.
My dad and mom exchanged glances, a hint of relief in their eyes.
So this, this was their true intention all along.
“No matter what, you’re my sister“-that was just a fantasy I’d held onto.
In the face of undeniable blood ties, eighteen years of siblinghood meant absolutely
nothing.
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I watched the barely suppressed triumph on Serena’s face, then my parents‘
guilt–ridden, hesitant expressions.
Finally, I couldn’t help but let out a laugh.
“Alright.”
Hearing my nonchalant tone, everyone froze.
I stood up, my gaze sweeping across the three people who were my family in name
only, my voice strangely calm.
“Since my brother has said so, what else can I say? I’ll give up the spot. Whatever you
owe her, you can pay it back with my future.”
I didn’t look at their expressions, simply walked out of the study.
As the door clicked shut, I thought I heard Eleanor’s tearful voice from inside.
“Aspen, this child… why is she so understanding? It just makes me feel worse…”
Worse?
Entering my room, I leaned against the cold door, smiling silently.
In my last life, it was precisely because I was too “understanding” that I died from sheer frustration.
This life, I only understand one thing–no one will ever take anything from my hands
again.
You think I’ve given up?
Will I lose?
