My twin sister has always hated me.
When we were in kindergarten, she would push me into the swimming pool when the teacher wasn't paying attention, watching me struggle in the water without any concern.
When I had a high fever, she would open the window in the middle of the night just to worsen my condition.
Later on, when we were about to be abducted, she pushed me towards the human traffickers and escaped on her own. When our parents arrived, she deliberately gave them wrong directions, leading to me being kidnapped and enduring years of abuse in the remote mountains.
In this new life, I looked at the human traffickers lurking not far away and smiled slowly.
My dear sister, it's your turn in this lifetime.
