The Choice That Determines Fate Is Controlled by the Mother

The day my twin sister received an invitation to study abroad, my mother personally tore my Crestwood College admission letter into pieces.

Just because when we were six years old, my father decided to heavily invest in cultivating a successful daughter to bring honor to the family.

The other daughter was to be raised casually, marry early, and demand a hefty dowry for their old age.

The partial mother proposed a draw, saying our choices were all up to fate.

My sister held the pre-selected sign in her hand, pretending to let me draw first.