She Chose the Counterfeit, My Family Chose Violence
On the day I get buried alive by the avalanche, my biological older sister, Whitney Linder, cuts off the safety rope wrapped around my waist in order to save Cameron Linder, the fake heir who has replaced me all these years.
The snow is about to cover my head, and I can feel my warmth rapidly draining from my body. In despair, I begin screaming at Whitney.
"Don't leave me behind, Whitney! Otherwise, my adoptive father's subordinates will settle the score with you by blasting the entire mountain into pieces!"
Over the years since I get accepted back into the elite Linder family, I've been keeping up a cowardly and docile facade. Never have I ever mentioned my adoptive parents, who live abroad.
Because of that, the Lindens have no idea that the married couple who have adopted me are actually the leaders of an international mercenary squad.
My adoptive dad is a legendary sniper, whereas my adoptive mom is a demolitions expert. I'm the apple of the entire squad's eye.
But Whitney pulls back the severed rope with a cold chuckle.
"Keep dreaming, Skylar! You're just a country bumpkin who lies all the time, so you definitely don't have any powerful subordinates! You should be grateful to me for taking you here for a skiing trip without complaining about how much you embarrass me in public!
"To think that you actually have the guts to fight for a chance of survival with Cameron! Don't you know that he mustn't suffer from any shock at all?"
After that, Whitney leaves with Cameron in tow.
"Since your adoptive parents are that amazing, why don't you get them to fly over in a helicopter to rescue you?"
When the light above my head vanishes, I use what little strength I have to press the red button on the satellite-based GPS.
What Whitney doesn't know is that she will die in the mountain once the signal is sent out.