Saved by No One のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Early the next morning, Mom brought a few gifts into my room. It was obvious they were the leftovers Joan didn't want.Her voice sounded gentle, but it carried a hint of blame."Cynthia, you're being too immature. You came home and didn't even tell us ahead of time. And you were so cold to your dad. Yes, we're sorry we didn't look for you, but you can't hold a grudge over that…"Before she finished speaking, I pulled the curtains open, and bright sunlight poured over me.I was wearing a thin nightie. Only then did Mom notice that everywhere she looked, my body was covered in scars.She finally realized what I had been through. Her hands trembled; she reached out to touch my injuries, but I stepped away coldly.Ned walked in just in time to see it. He opened his mouth."Cynthia, you're so badly hurt… Why didn't you say anything?"I looked at them coldly.They only had eyes for Joan, and now, they're blaming me for not saying anything?Joan had suffered a lot in the kidnapper's

The hospital's overseas assignment list came out, and everyone was congratulating me.Once you were selected for this program, it usually meant a promotion was right around the corner.I didn't tell them that I no longer needed that chance.After all, I was about to follow Robin and join Doctors Without Borders.Joan and I worked at the same hospital. When she saw the list, her eyes turned red.That night, Mom and Dad cooked dinner themselves and made a huge spread for me.At the table, Dad said guiltily, "Cynthia, this is all my fault. I saw the news from overseas. You must've been terrified when the flood hit, right?"Mom's eyes were watery, too. "My heart broke when I saw your injuries!"They kept talking about how unfit they were as parents.They said they shouldn't have held onto the past and blamed me all these years, that they were sorry and hoped I would forgive them.They were crying so hard that I almost believed them.But then, they suddenly changed the subject.

The second the plane landed, my phone exploded with missed calls and messages.I ignored all of them and threw myself into Robin's arms.Robin had been both Joan's and my professor back in college. She knew everything we had been through, and she had always stood firmly on my side and believed in me.Even in college, she said Joan was impatient and reckless, while I was calmer and far more hardworking. She never understood why my parents favored Joan without question.Robin never had children, so she treated me like her own daughter.She knew Doctors Without Borders was dangerous and tried to talk me out of it for a long time. When she realized I had truly made up my mind, she finally agreed to take me with her.Where we worked, the fighting never stopped. Every single day, injured civilians were rushed in nonstop.Little by little, I forgot the person I used to be and gave myself completely to saving the wounded.The internet in the dorms was unstable, so I rarely paid attenti

My parents were still unsettled over Joan's blood type.Then they received a phone call, and Dad cried out in shock."What did you say? You found the wrong child back then?"Mom looked at him in confusion. Dad put the call on speaker, and the police officer's voice came through clearly."We're sorry. A trainee officer recorded the information incorrectly back then. That young woman isn't your biological daughter. She was also abducted and just happened to be around the same age as your child, so the records got mixed up."My parents' breathing hitched."Then… Where is our daughter?""According to the trafficker's confession," the officer answered somberly, "after they took the child and noticed her breathing was weak, they threw her into the river."Mom nearly collapsed when she heard that, and I had to hold her up.Dad tried to steady himself. He was about to thank the officer when the officer spoke again. "One more thing. The trafficker also handed a crystal pendant paired

I followed my mentor from one war zone to another, treating the wounded around the clock.Every time a child survived and smiled at me with gratitude, I felt a deep sense of fulfillment.I used to be deeply insecure, desperate for my parents' love and my fiancé's love. But now, I had understood that the most important thing was learning to love myself.When my parents couldn't reach me, they started posting missing person notices online again. They spent almost every dollar they had looking for me all over the world.Once in a while, when the internet worked, I happened to see their videos.In the videos, their hair had long since turned gray. They held up signs that read, [Looking for our beloved daughter, Cynthia.]"Cynthia, we know you don't want to see us, but we just want to hear your voice.""We miss you so much. We were wrong before, and we blamed you for something you didn't do.""You've always made us proud.""Since you chose this path, we'll silently support you. Sav