Summary
In the kidnappers’ choose-one game, Mom and Dad chose my younger sister.
And I was mercilessly killed.
When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn in the body of a strange girl.
She had a paralyzed grandmother and a disabled mother. Their days were desperately poor, yet their home held the warmth I had longed for all my life.
One day, by chance, I ran into a deranged woman. She asked me if I had seen her daughter.
I looked at that familiar face. The noble poise she once had was gone, leaving only a gaze worn down by years of hardship.
Calmly, I shook my head. “No. I haven’t.”
Her daughter had died at the kidnappers’ hands five years ago.
That was the choice she had made herself.