Chapter 2

Last week, after Mom woke up from her nap, she started acting strangely.

She came downstairs to find Rachel riding on my back, making me mop the floor while pretending to be her horse. Mom's face immediately darkened.

In the past, Mom would have praised Rachel for being clever. But this time, she rushed over and knocked Rachel to the ground, slapping her several times and scolding her for bullying her sister.

Shocked by the sudden slaps, Rachel wailed loudly, which only earned her more punches and kicks from Mom. Then Mom scooped me up in her arms as if I were a precious treasure.

Ever since Dad died in a plane crash, Mom had given all her love to Rachel, who resembled Dad more. She always treated me with coldness and quick temper.

It seemed like my only purpose in life was to please and serve my sister.

Feeling Mom's warm embrace after so long, I instinctively tried to pull away. But Mom held me tighter, and I heard her muttering to herself.

"Never again... This time I won't make the wrong choice. I won't spoil that ungrateful brat anymore, never again."

Hearing Mom's words, I understood the reason for her change in attitude.

In my previous life, Mom had given all her love and attention to my sister. She indulged Rachel's every whim, no matter how outrageous. If Rachel had asked for the stars in the sky, Mom would have moved heaven and earth to get them for her.

Under Mom's pampering, Rachel became increasingly selfish and willful. She treated me, the unloved younger sister, just as badly as Mom did, often hitting and scolding me.

"I'm Mom's favorite child. If you make me unhappy, I'll tell Mom to throw you to the beggars and let you have a bunch of beggar babies!" Rachel would say.

Rachel slapping me and pulling my hair in front of Mom had become a regular occurrence, and Mom never batted an eye.

At school, Rachel bullied me without restraint, even spreading rumors about my supposedly improper behavior, claiming it caused her and Mom a lot of trouble.

With me as a foil, Rachel became known as the beautiful and kind older sister.

Later, Rachel tricked me into going to a bar late at night to pick her up, only to watch with a smirk as I was drugged and kidnapped by human traffickers.

During the police investigation, Rachel just cried crocodile tears, insisting that I was promiscuous and would go off with any man I saw. She claimed there was nothing she could do about it.

Mom chimed in, fabricating numerous stories about my "past misconduct."

But Rachel, who had grown up so spoiled by Mom, ran off with all the family's money when Dad's company started going downhill.

When Mom finally found her, Rachel tricked her onto a boat in an industrial park and sold her for a few thousand dollars to maintain her lavish lifestyle.

It wasn't until the very end that Mom realized she had raised an ungrateful child. As she was beaten by thugs in the industrial park, she cried and wished she could start over, vowing not to love the wrong child again.

Her wish came true. She traveled back in time.

But what she didn't know was that I had also traveled back in time, just an hour before her.

She came back with hatred for Rachel, while I returned with hatred for both of them, back to when I was six years old.