
It had been a week since I was found and brought home. I was scrolling through my phone when I stumbled upon a confession post. "Truth is, when my parents adopted me, I already knew their real daughter was in the same orphanage as I was. But I didn't dare tell them. I was terrified that I'd lose my new home and be left behind—to be molested by the director. "Now that Mom and Dad favor me and treat her like trash, the guilt is eating me alive. How can I make it up to her?" In my last life, I realized the poster was Gabriella Marquez—the one who had been living my life. Devastated, I dragged my crippled right leg out the door to confront her. But that very night, she crumbled under the pressure and jumped to her death. Mom and Dad blamed me for everything. They lost it, screaming that I should pay with my life. Only my adopted brother, Vincent Marquez, stood by me. He took me away to live with him. But he refused to take me to the shrink, torturing me every single day. "You drove Gabby to her death. You killed a living, breathing human being with your own hands. You're going to spend the rest of your life paying for it," he said. Eventually, I spiraled into a severe depression and jumped off the building, just like Gabriella had years before. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day I found that post.
Chapter 1
It had been a week since I was found and brought home. I was scrolling through my phone when I stumbled upon a confession post.
"Truth is, when my parents adopted me, I already knew their real daughter was in the same orphanage as I was. But I didn't dare tell them. I was terrified that I'd lose my new home and be left behind—to be molested by the director.
"Now that Mom and Dad favor me and treat her like trash, the guilt is eating me alive. How can I make it up to her?"
In my last life, I realized the poster was Gabriella Marquez—the one who had been living my life. Devastated, I dragged my crippled right leg out the door to confront her.
But that very night, she crumbled under the pressure and jumped to her death.
Mom and Dad blamed me for everything. They lost it, screaming that I should pay with my life. Only my adopted brother, Vincent Marquez, stood by me.
He took me away to live with him.
But he refused to take me to the shrink, torturing me every single day.
