My cousin, Gavin Smith, fell ill, and then Dad quickly let the whole family to go to the hospital to visit Gavin.

Gavin had been strong, but then he was lying in the hospital with a pale face. His hands were so thin that the blue veins could be seen, and his hands were covered with dense needle marks.

My sister, Lucy Smith, hid behind me and whispered, "Gavin is so pitiful. It would be great if we could help him."

When sending us out of the ward, my uncle rubbed his hands and begged my father to go for a matching test.

Dad had a good relationship with my uncle and called on our entire family to go for a matching test.

For Gavin's sake, his precious nephew, Dad ran around and even looked for acquaintances in the hospital. The matching results came out very quickly, and no one except for me was successfully matched with Gavin.

Everyone was very happy. Lying in the hospital, with a smug look, Gavin bragged to his friends that he would drink after the operation.

"She? How dare she not donate a kidney to me? If she doesn't donate, I will kill her!"

My uncle came to my home carrying a lot of presents. After eating and drinking, Dad and my uncle started discussing the time for the surgery.

But I calmly put down my fork and told my uncle that I was not going to donate a kidney to Gavin.

Dad, who had just received a gift from my uncle, was embarrassed and yelled at me, "Yuki Smith, your brother is ill. How can you be so cold and heartless!"

"I remember that I am the first child in the family. Gavin is not my biological brother."

For my firm attitude, Dad simply locked me in the room to reflect on my mistakes.

My sister, Lucy Smith, brought me food. She persuaded me, "Gavin was so good to us when he was young. How could you just leave him to die? If my kidney was a match, I would save him without hesitation. Saving people is a blessing."

She kept on persuading me, but I ignored her.

It was her business that she was willing to donate a kidney to Gavin, but I didn't want to lose a kidney because of Gavin.

Lucy grew up with Gavin, and they had a close relationship like siblings.

But I was different from Lucy. I was left in the hometown as soon as I was born. If Grandma Alex was not too old to take care of me, I was afraid that my parents would still ignore me.

Once I was taken home, Gavin laughed at me and called me a country bumpkin.

Gavin said I was as black as a coal ball and had a bad smell, so he ordered me to stay away from him and Lucy.

At that time, I was ignorant and humble as I had just separated from my grandma. Later, I even became very quiet and often suffered from insomnia for frequent attacks of Gavin.

Grandma Smith favored boys over girls, so she disliked Mom, saying that the two girls in our family would go to other families.

I had heard Dad discussing with Mom to give one of girls away and have a son to support the family.

I was very nervous because I knew that if it was true, I would be given away.

Mom had a difficult labor when she gave birth to Lucy, and it took her more than ten hours. Mom didn't want to go through it again, so she flatly rejected the proposal.

My best classmate gave me the chocolate that she had saved for a long time but was reluctant to eat.

"I hear that you're about to transfer. We may never see each other again after you go to your new family. Remember to think of me."

I asked her why she knew it.

She sobbed and explained to me.

Gavin spread the word at school that I was adopted and would transfer next semester.

It was said that it was a poor family and the man was a lame old man in his forties or fifties. It was very likely that I would not have a good life after being taken away.

When I rushed over, Gavin was giving a passionate speech on the podium, with some money in his hand.

"Thanks for your kindness. Yuki will repay you double if she has a good life in the future."

I didn't get the money back, so I complained to my uncle and aunt.

Gavin was severely beaten, and there was a grudge between us.

Gavin was even more unwilling to return the money, and he said that he was beat and the money was compensation for his medical expenses.

He also borrowed others' money using my name.

Every time after school, there would be a gangster with colorful hair and a scoundrel-like look waiting for me outside the school.

When they didn't get the money, they tore up my textbooks and stepping on my schoolbag.

From then on, I was the first to arrive at school and last one to leave every day.

No one dared to be friends with me because he didn't want to be blocked by vicious thugs.

After the high school entrance examination, I applied to the best high school in the city without hesitation.

I thought I could get rid of the bullying by Gavin, but I didn't expect to see Gavin again at the school gate.

He held a tall and beautiful girl in his arms and said that she was his girlfriend. He asked his girlfriend to "take special care" of me.

Fortunately, I was concentrating on my studies and wouldn't be sad because of isolation and neglect.

Gavin bullied me, but he was nice to Lucy who grew up with him.

Gavin gave Lucy all good food and played with her.

Once, touch-screen mobile phones became popular in schools. Lucy went home and begged Mom and Dad to buy one for a long time, but they refused her on the grounds that Lucy was only a junior high school student.

But after a while, I ran into Lucy. She was joyful and holding the latest mobile phone.

She begged me not to tell the parents.

Later, the fact that Lucy had a mobile phone was exposed. Gavin deliberately blocked me on the way home.

He hit my back with fist-sized pieces of gravel, and I groaned in pain.

"Yuki, it's useless to be jealous for something doesn't belong to you."