When I Stopped Competing with the Adopted daughter, My Family Panicked

I’m the real daughter of the Cooper family, the one who was maliciously swapped at birth.

She’s the fake—the girl who lived in my place for seventeen years, raised by the Coopers as their own.

She’s prettier, sweeter, more charming—at least, that’s what everyone says. And because of that, my so-called family has always favored her, the imposter.

Everyone’s waiting for me to lose it. They expect me to explode with jealousy, to break down in tears, to rage against the unfairness of it all.

But what they don’t realize is... I don’t care.

Not one bit.