All Chapters of Sold Out by the Parents I Danced For: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

My head felt like it was about to split apart.Mom walked over with a bright smile and pulled out a box cutter, placing it in Sylvie's hand. "Here, Sylvie. Cut her face. She wants to be a dancer, doesn't she? Let's see how she's going to perform onstage with scars across her face."Before I knew it, a searing pain tore across my face. Every cut felt like it was ripping through my nerves.I vaguely remembered how Mom used to cup my face in her hands with that same beautiful smile. "You have such a pretty face, Rosie. You stand out even among all the other dancers."The school bell rang. Sylvie dropped the knife, then took Mom and Dad by the hands and walked away with them. I could still hear their cheerful conversation."It's your 18th birthday in another two days. We're going to throw you the most extravagant birthday party ever…"Only after they left did a teacher finally notice me lying there, covered in blood. "Are you okay? Who did this to you? I'll call an ambulance. In the

Mom and Dad locked eyes, shocked.I held my breath, too, anticipating their reactions.Mom glanced over at me, snatched Dad's phone away, and hung up. Her voice was dripping with anger. "What kind of police work is this? How did you end up with our number? She's not our daughter! Stop wasting our time!"With that, she murdered the last bit of hope I had left.The truth was right before them, yet they refused to believe that the female student they had beaten into a cripple was their daughter.Even the police were stunned. "That can't be right. The info came directly from the police database. There's no way it's wrong. Why don't you take another careful look and—"Dad stood his ground. "I only have two daughters. One is recovering from a twisted ankle, while the other is safe and sound at home!"He paused, then narrowed his eyes. "Wait. Is this some kind of scam? She's an orphan who has her eyes on our money, and now you're trying to force her on us. Well, forget it! Not on my w

Instead of bringing Dad back to his senses, my words only angered him more. He violently wrenched himself free from the officers and charged straight at me.In the blink of an eye, Dad was standing before me. He grabbed the bandages covering my face and tore them off. "You're still lying! You're not my daughter! I'll kill you—you hear me? Rosie is—"The moment they hit the floor, the fury on his face melted. Displacing it was an inexplicable mix of shock and regret. "R-Rosie?"Mom, standing nearby, froze as well. She blinked several times, as though she needed to make sure she was seeing my face correctly.She then shoved Dad aside and dropped to her knees before me. "Rosie, it's you… It's really you!"She gently traced the scars on my face. Tears spilled from her eyes and fell onto me. "My daughter… My baby… How did you end up like this?"Sobbing, she helped me up from the floor and settled me back into my wheelchair.Honestly, by the time Mom and Dad recognized me, I was alrea

"Sylvie has always been spoiled because of us," Mom said. "We promise you we'll discipline her from now on."Even now, Mom was still making excuses for Sylvie. Somehow, that only made me more determined not to let things go.I raised an eyebrow and looked at Sylvie. "But you knew I was your sister from the very beginning, didn't you?"Sylvie's eyes darted away. "W-What are you talking about? How could I have known? Mom and Dad never told me!""Then why did you always follow me to the dance studio?" I asked. "I noticed you a long time ago. You already knew who I was back then, didn't you? You pretended not to know me because it made it easier for you to get rid of me!"Sylvie froze. She never expected that I had noticed her stalking me and even memorized her face.Mom was in sheer disbelief. "Sylvie Putnam, is your sister telling the truth?"Sylvie's face turned pale, but she still refused to admit anything. "And you believe her just because she says she's seen me? Well, I can m