Chapter 2
I moved into Bella’s room, and she was relocated to an even more lavishly decorated space that my parents had prepared to make up for it.
When my brother, Alex Brooks, returned, Bella was tearfully packing her new room. Alex’s anger flared. He dragged Bella to confront me.
“You, from the orphanage, have no manners. You just got here and you took my sister’s room. Get out of my house!”
I was exploring the room, admiring a delicate cup, when Alex’s furious face made me drop it.
The shattering glass echoed through the house, bringing my parents upstairs.
Alex turned to our parents. “Bella has been with you for years, and yet you let an outsider take her room. Does blood really mean that much?”
I was stunned. They were my parents, my brother, my family. Why was I the outsider?
Our parents remained silent, implicitly agreeing with Alex’s words.
It turned out they didn’t think of me as family.
Chapter 2
2/3
In the days that followed, the more I lacked something, the more I tried to prove myself.
Under Bella’s influence and my own foolishness, I competed with her in everything, yet I always fell short.
Later, Bella won the international piano competition. At her celebration party, I was ridiculed by her friends. Humiliated, I ran out of the hotel and was hit by a speeding car right outside
the entrance.
Inside the hotel, there was joy and celebration; outside, I was alone, bidding farewell to the world.
In my last moments, memories flashed before my eyes, fleeting and gone.
In this life, I wouldn’t be a fool again.
Reborn, I would recognize what I truly wanted and stop chasing after a love that wasn’t worth it.
“Any small room will do.”
My parents were taken aback by my modest request. “Are you sure? Do you need us to decorate it?” they asked, pretending to
care.
“No need. A simple room is fine. Actually, a smaller room makes me feel safer.”
Chapter 2
3/3
Their relief was evident. They were more than happy to let me stay in a shabby, cramped room.
When Bella came back and saw me moving my luggage into the small room, she put on a show.
She approached me with a carefully wrapped gift. “Zoe, I got you a necklace as a welcome–home gift.”
Write your comment
Gifts
After I died, my whole family breathed a sig… 1/6
Chapter 3
