Chapter 2

Right now, Vivian was still crying.

"I just don't understand, Thea. You're my own sister."

She clutched her chest as she choked out the words, her face going even paler. "What did I ever do to you? How could you shamelessly steal my engagement ring..."

Before she could finish, Leon jumped in, anxious and furious.

"Thea, can you be reasonable for once? Vivian was injured in a shooting and developed amnesia. She's already suffering. Why are you deliberately provoking her? Do you even have a heart?"

He grabbed my hand, yanked off the ring, and tossed it into the bathroom toilet.

"It's just some cheap ring. Let's see you flaunt it now."

Yet just moments earlier, at the engagement party, he had sworn to me, "Thea, if anyone ever dares bully you, I'll beat them flat."

My parents stood before me with the same cold expressions.

"Vivian is sick now. As family, we should give her enough love and care."

"Thea, let Vivian have this. If you upset her again, you can get out of this estate. We'll consider it our mistake for raising you."

Vivian was the only person they cared about.

No one seemed to remember that this was supposed to be one of the happiest days of my life.

There were no blessings. Only wreckage scattered across the floor.

I had seen this coming.

In my previous life, when they saw my gruesome body, my parents had been heartbroken too.

But under Vivian's tearful performance, they quickly changed their faces and announced that I had fallen by accident in a daze, all so Vivian could avoid blame.

Later, in front of my grave, they smiled as if they had finally let go, and even told me not to blame them.

"Life goes on. Besides, Vivian didn't mean for it to happen."

But their bright and beautiful future had been bought with my life.

Even though I had lived through it once, those cold, impatient stares still made my chest tighten.

I looked at the loving little family in front of me.

Without changing expression, I nodded. "I don't care. Do whatever you want."