“Based on Olivia’s standard of living and my seventeen years of emotional damages, you can just pay me the equivalent in cash. From now on, I don’t want to see you people ever again.”
My mother’s breath came hard and fast with rage.
“You want to cut ties with us? Outrageous!”
“In your eyes, is money more important than your father, mother, and brother?”
“We’ve already announced your existence to the world. Doing this puts us in a terrible position!”
Ethan scoffed,
“I knew it—she only acknowledged us for the money. What a disgrace to the Bennett family.”
Years ago, after Olivia’s biological mother swapped us, she left me in a dumpster to fend for myself.
It was my grandmother, who scavenged for a living, who took me in and raised me with great hardship.
Two years ago, Grandma was diagnosed with severe lung disease. I juggled school and odd jobs, just trying to save enough for her treatment.
They refused to help.
Instead, to punish me, they abandoned me in the hospital.
When I was discharged a month later, I returned to the house I had spent six miserable years in during my past life.
Olivia stood in the doorway with her arms crossed, her expression venomous.