My Best Friend’s Heartless Daughter Swap
After giving birth early, memories from a different life flooded into my mind.
In these memories, the daughter I had worked so hard to bring into the world was switched with hers. After that, I was told that my daughter had a congenital heart condition.
I worked hard to raise her for eighteen years. In the end, I sold off all my assets so that she could have a heart transplant. Meanwhile, I had collapsed from all my efforts to care for her.
Left with no choice, I wanted to tell my “daughter” that I was leaving this world, but I overheard her talking with my best friend.
“That fool still thinks I’m her daughter. I was the one who poisoned her! Mom, once she dies and you get rid of that pretender, we can finally be together again!”
That was when I found out my daughter had been swapped out, and that I had been giving my all to the perpetrator.
When I next opened my eyes, pain radiated from my belly, and a nurse said, “Miss Scott, we’ve just learned that your daughter has a congenital heart condition.”