Mom’s voice was ice. Linda stood beside her, tears still on her cheeks, the corner of her mouth curving up just slightly.Here we go again.In my previous life, Mom only ever protected the fake daughter she'd raised with her own hands.During a family trip around the world, Linda shredded my passport and I was stopped at the gate.Mom didn't ask what happened. She just said I was a problem.Said they'd go without me.I held back my tears and went home to the estate alone, watching two months of Linda's beach vacation photos pile up online.After that I learned to be smarter, I hid my important things, locked my room.Stopped letting Linda walk in whenever she felt like it.That made her angrier.At a family dinner, she claimed her eight-million-dollar necklace had gone missing and only I had been in her room. She said I'd been acting sneaky, hiding things, locking doors.Mom believed her immediately.She had people smash my safe and break my lock. Even when there was no necklace, she b
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