LOGINEve's gentle voice came through the phone."Hope, come back and stay with me. I'll give you a discount on rent. If your mom doesn't want you, I can be your mom. You've suffered enough all these years."My chest warmed at her words.Eve had cared for me all these years. Even when no one else believed me, she had shown nothing but kindness.But the time had come to part ways. I regretfully said, "No, Eve. Thank you for your kindness. But this city holds too many painful memories. I'm going somewhere else to start over."Eve was silent for a moment, then laughed softly. "That's fine. If you can finally move on, that's what matters most. Call me before you leave. I'll see you off."I smiled and agreed, then continued planning my journey.…On the day I was heading to the train station, I passed by the hospital where my mom was recovering.At that time, a crowd had gathered below. All eyes turned toward the rooftop.Someone shouted, "Look! That's Grace! She's on the roof with some
Grace immediately stopped crying, her voice trembling as she said, "I-I was the one who did that, but I didn't know the truth back then. Hope, if you had told me sooner, I never would've done that to you. I'll apologize to your company. I'll post an apology online. Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it!"I looked at her coldly as she apologized, then slowly rolled up my sleeves and the hem of my pants.I pointed to the fresh scars that hadn't healed yet, teasing, "See these burns? They're exactly the same as Mom's. But what did I do wrong? I saved you."Feeling sorry for me, Grace bit her lip so hard it bled, but she didn't seem to notice. Her fingers trembled as they hovered over my scars, then she jerked back in fear.Finally, she asked in a broken voice, "Why didn't you just tell me? I would've been on your side. I really didn't know those people would hurt you like that… If I knew, I wouldn't have done it that way."By now, reporters were flooding the hospital hallway, and th
What they didn't know was that to get out of that locked warehouse, I had clawed so hard that all ten of my fingernails came off in the process.To protect Grace, I became her cushion as I jumped from the third floor to the first. I broke two of my ribs in the process.But I survived. I won.Thinking of that, I glared at Mom, pure hatred burning in my eyes. I spat out without mercy, "She deserves what she went through. I've wanted nothing more than for those two to die sooner, so I could finally be free."I lifted my shirt to reveal the old scars.These were all Dad's handiwork. He used rods and sticks to hit me until my skin split open. 20 years later, the marks were still on my body and in my heart.I wanted to forget, but I couldn't.I looked at Grace with a piercing gaze and asked in a steady voice, "I tried explaining to Dad, but he didn't believe me and almost killed me instead. Where were you then? Why didn't you come help me?"Then, I pulled a USB drive from my pocket a
Seeing Grace completely stunned, I reached out and helped her to her feet.Then I explained, carefully and patiently."Hunter and Gunnar were our original, masculine names because our parents badly wanted a son instead of daughters. After Mom and Dad were gone, I changed your name to Grace, so you never knew."I dug into my backpack and pulled out several old birth certificates."Do you know why there's a nine-year gap between us?" I asked."Between you and me, there were five more girls that Mom had given birth to. All of them were murdered and thrown by her into the abandoned well."Grace looked shocked as she took the documents from me. She instantly recognized Dad's signatures on them. Those birth certificates were dated between the years we were born.Seeing her stunned expression, I continued, "You survived because I got down on my knees, begged them to spare your life, and promised I'd raise you myself. Only then did they let you go. They never gave us any money. All they
Mom had returned for over two weeks, but this was the first time the internet had seen her this ferocious.The livestream chat was exploding with question marks, and someone typed a bewildered comment."Wait… What did she just say? She's gonna sell Grace and Hope so that her son would have money to marry?""Am I hearing that right? She wants to sell her own daughters?"Grace froze, clearly questioning if she'd heard correctly as well. "Mom, what are you even saying? She's Hope. She came back to apologize to you." She moved toward Mom and wrapped her arms around her, soothing her as usual.But Mom didn't calm down. She only got louder, with venom spilling from every word. "You worthless brat! Useless! I wish I could just crush you both to death!"Grace tried to comfort her. "It's okay, Mom. Hope isn't going to hurt you. You're safe here."She even shot an apologetic glance at the livestream, hurriedly explaining, "Everyone, don't take my mother's words seriously. She's just ove
The reporters all drew in sharp breaths.Camera flashes burst in front of me, relentless and blinding, making it almost impossible to keep my eyes open.Within moments, my words were plastered across newspaper headlines and trending online.The comments were filled with pure hate."Where's the justice? She killed her own dad, drove her mom insane, and now she has the nerve to say it's their own fault!""Everyone, go to the court website and file a joint appeal. That criminal cannot be let off this time!"My home address and contact info were posted online for everyone to see.On the way back, people immediately recognized me. Suddenly, trash and soda bottles came flying at me. I was pelted from all sides, and soon I was drenched in filth.When I finally reached home, Eve Duncan, my landlady, was pacing by the door anxiously. She looked at the wall streaked with red paint and said helplessly, "Hope, I know you're not the monster everyone online says you are. But if you keep li







