Frozen Despair: My Parents Left Me to Die on My Own Ice Rink

Chapter 1

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My parents used to love me more than life itself.

Because I loved figure skating, they built a massive, professional-grade ice rink right on our estate.

My mother, who had never done a day of manual labor in her life, learned professional sports massage therapy just for me.

My father personally cooked all my meals and stayed up all night watching me practice.

I believed I was the luckiest girl in the world.

Until my parents had Lily.

Lily was born with severe congenital cognitive delay. One day, she sneaked onto the ice by herself and fell hard.

Just as I was rushing to help her up, my mother grabbed my hair and slapped me hard across the face.

"We gave you everything, and this is how you treat Lily? You tried to kill her!"

My father looked at me with deep disappointment and ordered me to apologize to Lily.

But my mother screamed hysterically,

"An apology? How is a wicked brat like her ever going to learn her lesson from just an apology?"

"Since you love figure skating so much, you can skate out there until you rot!"

My mother stripped me of my warm clothes and forced me onto the ice.

My bare skin immediately stuck to the freezing ice. Every single move I made tore at my flesh, causing agonizing pain.

I held back my tears, not daring to make a sound or stop.

I had to keep dancing. I had to skate until my parents loved me again.