I Withdrew My Love, They Lost Their Sanity — Novel

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In a world where love is a currency often withheld, Sarah Miller returns to a family that never truly wanted her. Diagnosed with late-stage lung cancer, she finds herself at the mercy of a family that has cast her aside, trading her life for the fragile facade of a sisterly bond with Emily, the girl they adopted after Sarah went missing. Each message in the family group chat is a dagger, revealing the depth of their disdain and the twisted love they reserve for someone else. What happens when the one who is supposed to be loved is the one they want to see vanish?

As Sarah grapples with her illness, she must confront the bitterness and resentment that has festered within her family. Can she forge a path to reclaim her identity amidst the chaos, or will she be forever defined by their rejection? In a desperate bid for connection, she sends a chilling ultimatum: she will not seek treatment unless they choose to embrace her as their daughter. Will her gamble bring them back together, or will it shatter the already fragile ties that bind them?

In a tale woven with tension and raw emotion, the struggle for love, acceptance, and survival unfolds. Can Sarah find a way to heal not just her body but the broken bonds of her family?

I Withdrew My Love, They Lost Their SanityChapter 1

I was the real daughter who had been found and brought back.

On the day I was diagnosed with late-stage lung cancer, I received calls from my entire family.

Robert Miller cursed at me:

“Bringing you back home was a mistake!”

Linda Miller sent a video tearing my face out of the family portrait:

“Don’t ever come back again!”

Daniel Miller shredded the rag doll that I had brought from the foster home.

He said, “Why isn’t it you who’s dying? It’s all your fault that Emily Carter tried to kill herself!”

I sighed and hung up the phone.

Then I emailed my cancer diagnosis report to the family group chat.

【As you wished, I really am about to die.】

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After I sent the report, the group chat fell into an eerie silence.

Dr. James Wilson looked at me with pity and said:

“As long as you receive active treatment, it’s possible for you to live many more years. Talk to your family, I’m sure they’ll support you.”

I gave a bitter smile and asked him:

“Would you mind helping me record a video?”

He nodded, sat up straight, and solemnly explained my condition into my phone’s camera.

When the video was done, I softly thanked him.