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Five years after I was brought home, I died in a car accident.
As my soul left my mangled body, I wondered how my parents -who had always despised me, regretting the day they brought me home–would react.
Would they be heartbroken? Or would they feel relieved?
The answer was neither.
My dad used a business trip as an excuse to skip my funeral altogether.
My mom shed a few crocodile tears but later confided in her friends that she felt a weight had been lifted.
My brother thought my death was a blessing. No one would be trying to take what he thought was rightfully his sister’s
anymore.
They even went on a family vacation abroad to comfort their adopted daughter, who had shed a few insincere tears.
Seeing all this, I gave a bitter laugh. I had overestimated my importance in their lives.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day my parents came to the orphanage to take me home.
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Looking at my parents sitting across from me, their eyes red and voices trembling with emotion, I knew I had been reborn.
It was the same scene and the same words that had moved
me to tears in my previous life. As a child who grew up in an orphanage, I had been overjoyed to finally have a family and the love I had always longed for.
But the excruciating pain of being crushed by a car in my last moments still sent shivers down my spine.
I clenched my fists to suppress the disappointment of being ignored and dismissed by my so–called family after my death.
Seeing my silence, my parents thought I was just unfamiliar with them. My mom took my hand and led me upstairs.
“Zoe, the rooms on the second floor are for us to rest. You can pick one you like.”
I scanned the area and settled on the sunniest room, filled with pink and exquisitely decorated like a princess‘ bedroom straight out of a fairy tale.
In my previous life, I had thought my parents had prepared this room for me, and I had chosen it with delight.
However, my choice had made my parents‘ expressions freeze awkwardly.
Then, my mom forced a smile and said, “Zoe, this room is
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Bella’s. She’s your sister. If you like the decoration, we can do the same for your room.”
I was puzzled and asked, “Sister? Mom, I thought I was your only daughter.”
My mom choked on my words and her face changed slightly.
“Bella was adopted after you got lost. She’s your sister now.”
I felt a pang of disappointment. They had adopted another daughter to replace me after I was lost. Feeling a mix of bitterness and jealousy, I wanted to prove that I was more important to them than their adopted daughter.
“Mom, I’m your biological daughter. This room is rightfully mine, isn’t it?”
My parents were left speechless. Just as they were caught in a dilemma, Bella Brooks, who had returned without my notice, stepped in to ease their embarrassment.
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“I’m already happy to be your child. I don’t mind giving up the room,” she said with a forced smile, though the hurt in her eyes was evident to my parents.
Bella was the same age as me but far more mature. Compared to her, I seemed rude and petty.
After a long silence, my dad spoke up, “Zoe, wouldn’t you prefer a brand–new room? We can decorate it exactly the same way.”
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He was trying to persuade me for Bella’s sake. They clearly favored her over me. What did that make me to them?
I fell silent, and the atmosphere grew awkward.
Bella broke the silence. “If Zoe likes it, she should have it. It’s just a room.”
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She began packing her clothes. My mom watched, her eyes filled with sympathy for Bella, but Bella shook her head gently.
In my previous life, I had ignored all this and gleefully thought I had won my place in their hearts.
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