The Test That Shook Two Mothers
My mom treated me like the dirt beneath her shoes but worshiped my cousin like a queen.
Since I could walk, I had scrubbed clothes and cooked meals, but I would still be yelled at or smacked if I messed up. On the contrary, my cousin twirled in princess dresses and played the piano. She was cherished by my aunt and uncle like she was the center of their world.
Then came the day everything changed. At my cousin's birthday party, my mom got drunk and spilled the secret—she switched me and my cousin at birth.
It turned out that I wasn't her daughter; I was my aunt's daughter.
I was over the moon. Finally, I thought I'd found my real family, people who might actually care about me. But when I told my aunt, she just smirked.
"You think I didn't know? I don't want you. You'll never be my daughter."
Her words hit me like a bucket of ice water.
I couldn't understand. Why didn't anyone want me? But that day, I made a vow—I'd never beg for anyone's love again.
Years later, when I got into Mayward University—the best educational institution in the country—I threw two DNA test reports on the table in front of them.
For the first time, they both looked terrified.
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