A Prayer for Love
In my previous life, I had been suffering from a terminal illness when I won the lottery. 
To my shock, Mommy advised me to forgo treatment and leave the winnings to my younger brother, David, to use for his marriage. 
I refused to become an accessory to his future, so, behind my parents’ backs, I donated every bit of it to an orphanage. 
When they found out, they were furious. They called me a heartless, ungrateful wretch. 
After severing ties with me, they abandoned me at the hospital.
On David's birthday, they gathered as a family and celebrated him while I was left to die in the hospital, utterly alone.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day I had won the lottery. 
Recalling the pain and betrayal of my past life, I resolved to leave my parents that very day. 
But to my surprise, when I returned home, they had completely changed. 
They doted on me and showered me with affection.