"Whose illegitimate child are you pregnant with?" My parents demand to know, looking crazed. They want to know whose child I'm carrying. I look at them and laugh. "One of the kidnappers, of course." My parents and brother are stunned, and they turn ashen. I continue softly, "Don't you guys remember? The kidnappers asked for a ransom, but you guys were only willing to save your other daughter. You wanted to teach me a lesson." Mom collapses on the couch. "That can't be. We wanted to teach you a lesson so you would stop bullying Eden. I didn't… We didn't…" I crouch before her. "You guys never expected the kidnappers to violate me, right?" I don't wait for an answer. "Do you think a few kidnappers would have morals and ethics?" She parts her lips to speak, but I don't give her the chance. "I was covered in injuries when I got home. Why didn't any of you ask me about them? "You guys took Eden away without bothering to save me. You didn't return for a day, for two days, for a month… Did you think the kidnappers would think that they could still receive the ransom?" They should be happy now—I'm about to die.
View MoreI arrived at my new home looking bashful. It was the first time I had seen such opulence in my life. My palms grew clammy from the nervousness, and I kept my head low.Craig grabbed my hand. His grasp felt warm. He promised, "Don't worry. I'll protect you. You will be my little sister from now on."I was granted a new name—Eden. The Sainsbury family loved me, and I loved them too. I especially liked being around Craig because he gave me a sense of security I had never experienced before.Craig offered me a cartoon plushie as a gift, but I threw it out because I thought it was ugly. The reason it looked ugly to me was that I spotted another young girl in the family's photos holding the exact same plushie.I had only seen that photo once, but it burned into my memories. A sensitive and timid soul, I held onto these memories tightly.The Sainsbury family must have selected me for a good reason. Every time I threw out the plushie, Craig would buy me an identical one, claiming it was
Unfortunately, a tall young man stood in my way. He was Craig Sainsbury, Cindy's older brother.Craig snapped at me, "Do not stay in touch with Cindy anymore! You're not good enough for her!"I squirmed in shame when Craig scanned me from head to toe with disdain.I insisted, "I want to meet with Cindy. I'll marry her when we're grown up. Get lost!"Still a minor, I hurled a weak punch in Craig's way, which he breezily intercepted. "Cindy Larson is a daughter of the Sainsbury family. A poor guy like you cannot offer her anything. Do not remind her of her old life."I will take good care of my little sister and make her the happiest princess in this world. You and Cindy are different, and your paths will not cross. Just give up."Craig left me a bank card and left. I furiously yelled after him while wiping away my tears, "Keep your word, Craig Sainsbury! Return Cindy to me if you can't keep that promise!"I bellowed until I was spent. Staring at the bank card on the floor, I de
I started to worry that Mom would never pay me any attention again. When Dad asked if I wanted to go with him to adopt a sister from the orphanage, I agreed without hesitation. I silently vowed never to abandon my new sister; that I'd protect her.My previous plan had failed spectacularly. Without Amy, our family was no longer the same. I wallowed and nearly drowned in regret. Often, I'd wake up in the middle of the night from nightmares, but I refused to reveal anything when my parents asked about it, as I was afraid I'd lose everything.I prayed hard that Amy would come home. I had surrendered to fate. I promised to be her bodyguard, protecting her at all times.My anxiety did not stop until a year later, on the 24th of April—the one-year mark of Amy's disappearance—a lovely young girl entered my life. She took Amy's place.After she joined our family, Mom's mood improved significantly. We named her Eden and decided that her birthday would fall on the 24th of April. Every year,
"Come here." I closed my eyes and gave Kevin a kiss on his moist lips.Perhaps, this was the beginning of my farewell. …I believed it was time to get my affairs in order. Kevin was perhaps the only person I trusted.So, I instructed Kevin to sell off the house of my adoptive parents after I passed away and to bury me next to their graves.The profits from selling the house would be donated to cancer patients. On top of that, I planned to donate my corneas. I wanted to see the world in another way.Since I had no offspring or family, after some deliberation, I decided there was no need to bid farewell to anyone.…The weather was sunny on the day I passed away, which was rare for early spring weather. Unfortunately, I did not make it past the one-year mark, as the cancer spread fast.After falling into a coma for three days, I stirred awake, looking exceptionally spirited. "Kevin, I want to meet with Craig."Stunned, Kevin nonetheless agreed to it. In my moments of termina
"It's been 16 years. I'm the one and only daughter of the Sainsbury family, and I will not give up my place to you, even if you drive me mad," Eden said to me.I sank into a prolonged silence. Then, I shook my head. Eden did not lose her sanity. It was all an act to protect her standing in the Sainsbury family.Too bad I couldn't care less for the love and attention she fought so hard to gain.Turning around, I was ready to leave when I bumped into my birth parents. They seemed to have aged a lot, hunching as they approached me.They were here to visit Eden. Panic set in upon the realization. I quickly put on the sunglasses because I did not want them to see me in my current state.Similarly, Eden scrambled to mess up her hair and act crazy. I couldn't help but marvel at her determination to win back her parents' love. For that, she was willing to be warded in a mental asylum and lived a miserable life.Her obsession made her more terrifying than a mad woman.With my head hung l
Craig walked into the room and stood by the hospital bed. He said apologetically, "I'm sorry. I didn't know Eden would come over to disturb you."I looked up, briefly meeting my tired gaze with his. I then chuckled bitterly.Even without Eden telling me, I knew that Craig had been lurking around the corners of the hospital. I had seen him countless times through the clear glass. He was so familiar, yet so distant.For the first time in my life, he had become my protector. But his regrets came too late, and there was no point to it now.I sighed before turning away, no longer looking at Craig.Once Kevin came back, he reached out to pat Craig on his shoulders, asking him to leave. Craig did not resist. He walked out after telling me to get some rest.Was a blood relation really that important? Craig only stood up for me once, yet I no longer hated him as much—in fact, I was even starting to feel sorry for him."It's my fault for not keeping an eye over you," Kevin said as he gent
Kevin patted the wig on my head. "Then tell me, what's something that you've always wanted to do but haven't? I'll help you make it happen."I said, "I hope that in my next life, I can live with Mom and Dad in a small town in the South, where it's spring all year round. There won't be any snow or winter, and the Sainsbury family and pain would not exist."Kevin swallowed the lump in his throat and nodded fervently. "Okay, that's a deal. I'll go find you in the South when the time comes. We'll open a cat cafe so that you can play with cats every day."The vision was so beautiful, it moved both Kevin and myself.Caught up in the excitement, I started coughing.Kevin immediately grew anxious. A patient like me should never catch a cold. "Let's go back to the room."I stopped him when he was about to turn the wheelchair around. "No, I'm not tired yet. I want to enjoy the scenery for a bit more.""Alright, I'll go get you a down jacket then—wait here for me." Kevin turned around and
On the day of chemotherapy, I cried uncontrollably on the hospital bed. Kevin's heart broke as he watched me from the side.Craig hid outside the room, too ashamed to face me again. But I saw him wiping his tears away—what crocodile tears!Snow continued to fall outside the window, quietly blanketing everything.Kevin carefully sat by my bed in the hospital room, with a cup of steaming water in his hands. He had a somber look, as if worried about how weak I had looked when I woke up.I just gazed out the window, looking past the layers of snow as my mind drifted back to the warm but distant home of my childhood."Cindy." Kevin finally broke the silence. His voice carried an uncontainable tenderness when he asked, "Do you still remember how we used to catch fish by the river when we were younger?"I turned my head slightly, looked at him, and nodded. Unlike now, we were carefree then.I recalled how, when I was still with the Larsons, I would trail behind Kevin every day after sc
I was lost and in despair. Just when I thought I was about to die, a soft voice suddenly pierced the darkness.I jerked awake and realized I was lying in a hospital bed. The chemotherapy was over.Kevin hesitated for a moment beside my bed, then finally found the courage to speak. "Cindy, Craig's outside. Do you want to see him?"Craig had shown up at the hospital for three days in a row. What did he want?"I think Craig owes you an apology," Kevin added.Maybe it was time to put this all to rest.I took a deep breath and nodded.Kevin looked uneasy but did as I asked.As he opened the door, I saw Craig standing there. He looked somewhat lost. When he stepped inside, he appeared worn out. "Cindy…"I glanced at him coldly, offering no words and no response.It was as though my heart had frozen over, and the chill left me numb, unable to feel anything."I'm sorry." Craig struggled to push out those words.I stayed silent, but I met his gaze to figure out what he meant by this
"I need you to come in, Ms. Larson. There's something I must discuss with you in person." My doctor, Tyree Cameron, sounded unusually anxious on the phone."This treatment plan is unacceptable! I've told you. The child is innocent!" I shouted angrily.Lately, I'd been dealing with constant, unexplained headaches, and stress only made me more irritable."It's not... about the child," Tyree stammered, clearly flustered. After a brief pause, he finally said, "Ms. Larson, you have a tumor in your brain."As I ended the call, my legs felt like they would give out beneath me. I swayed, as fragile as the last leaf drifting off a tree in the dead of winter."Have some shame, Cindy! Who's the father of this illegitimate child? Go get an abortion already!""Don't you have any self-respect? You're no longer some country bumpkin. You're a Sainsbury now!""Dad, Mom, calm down. Maybe Cindy has her reasons.""Stop defending her, Eden! A leopard can't change its spots. She's always been like t...
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