Reborn, I Refused to Reconnect With My Biological Family
In my past life, I desperately chased the idea of
“family.” I donated a kidney to Mom, shielded
Dad from a speeding car, and even took the fall
for my brother, landing myself in jail.
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All for nothing. A few crocodile tears from the fake heiress in her wheelchair, and they were all over her.
This time around, we all get a do–over. I
watched, helpless, as Dad swapped me with her right in the hospital. Mom planted a loving kiss on her forehead, and my brother wiped away a fake tear, abandoning me without a second thought.
“You’re nothing but a bad seed. You deserve a life on the streets!”
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My eyes squeezed shut. I was too weak with
hunger to even cry. My so–called mom cradled the fake heiress in her arms, mesmerized as she latched on. Mom’s eyes welled up with tears of her own. “My poor baby. After
everything you went through last time,
Mommy’s going to make it all up to you this time.”
She glanced in my direction, then turned to Dad. “Get that little monster out of my sight. I can’t stand to look at her for another second.” Dad, without a word, snatched me up and tossed me into a trash can outside the hospital. As he walked away, he spat in my direction, as if I were nothing but filthy garbage.
His cold dismissal stabbed me. In my previous life, I’d been switched at birth with Janie. She became the golden girl of the Harrison family. I ended up in foster care, wandering through life
