Chapter 11

Franklin’s brows knitted together.“Your job is to focus on school. That is what matters. Do not worry about anything else…”“If you go back to the construction site, then I am not going to college.” My tone was firm.As I spoke, I reached for my college acceptance letter as if I were about to tear it in half.Franklin panicked and grabbed my hands to stop me. I refused to back down.“If you go to the construction site, then I will go too.“If you carry cement, I will carry cement.“If you tie rebar, I will tie rebar.”Franklin looked horrified.“What would a girl like you be doing on a construction site?”He pointed at my hands.“These hands are meant to hold books, not construction tools.”Fresh tears filled my eyes. “Please, Franklin.“I am begging you.”In the end, he gave in.Instead of returning to construction work, he found a job as a warehouse sorter at a logistics center.At least he no longer had to climb dangerous scaffolding high above the ground.Only aft

Chapter 12

Sheila’s college admission was revoked. She was cast out of the social circles she once ruled.Even the friends who used to surround her turned against her, eagerly spreading stories about how she had mocked and humiliated me.Sheila had grown accustomed to a life of luxury. Once the money disappeared, there were days when she could barely afford a full meal.For her, it felt like falling straight into hell.She called the friends who had once followed her everywhere. Not a single one was willing to help.The betrayal drove her nearly insane. No amount of anger changed anything.Poverty was not even the worst part. What truly broke Sheila was the loss of admiration.She had once been the center of attention wherever she went. The moment she stepped outside, people pointed at her and whispered.“That is the traffickers’ daughter.”Unable to endure the shame, Sheila hid from place to place like a rat scurrying through the shadows.When her biological parents were eventually rel

Chapter 13

I finally said everything that had been bottled up inside me.“You are a system. You accept missions and assign missions, but you never fulfilled your responsibility to provide proper information.“Your task was to help me fulfill Harriet’s wish of returning home.“However, her parents were not dead. Her sister was not dead and her brother was not sick.“You never told me any of that.“You watched me get up at four‑thirty every morning to deliver milk.“You watched me survive on bread so I could save money for medicine.“You watched me throw away my life trying to fill a hole that never even existed.”I took a deep breath.“I struggled through three years in that awful apartment, and you just stood there watching.“You kept waiting for me to complete the mission.“What if I had died before I ever managed to finish it?“Then the mission would have failed, I would have lost my reward, and your performance record would have taken a hit too, right?”For once, the system had no

All Chapters of Borrowed Blood: Chapter 11 - Chapter 13

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13