I began my next plan.

Every day, I show my parents videos like "If you truly love your daughter, give her all your love" and "Wherever your parents' money is, that's where love is."

I deliberately act insecure because of my throat, imagining every day that my parents will abandon me.

I even brought up the topic myself, asking my mom, "If my throat is like my sister's, will you end up abandoning me like you did with her?"

Even though my parents repeatedly assure me they won't, I continue to show extreme worry, to the point where I can't even eat due to my anxiety.

Seeing me becoming increasingly thin, my dad finally couldn't bear it and transferred the house to me.

Looking at the name on the property deed, a faint smile appeared on my lips.