My younger sister and I were born twins, yet from the very beginning, our parents had zero fondness for me.

My sister was the family's good-luck charm, while I was hailed as the harbinger of misfortune. I was blamed for every calamity, while she got all the credit for every blessing.

Even after my death, I heard them say, "If we had abandoned her at birth, or even ended her life then, none of this would have happened."

I had once tried desperately to win their approval, only to be met with cold indifference.

When I finally secured a coveted civil service post, they celebrated me for the first time in my life.

I naively believed that I had been acknowledged at last. But then, they said, "Give your job to your sister. She needs it more."

At that moment, something inside me completely died. I tried so hard to cling to the hard-won proof that I was not the family's misfortune, yet even that slipped through my grasp.

In the end, I lost everything, even the life they had never once cherished.

When I opened my eyes, I saw my mother, Sarah Walker, dialling my number over and over.

When she got no response, she angrily threw her phone away.

"Sienna's really getting out of line. She won't even pick up my calls anymore. God knows how she treats Summer when no one's watching."

Seeing how worked up my mother got when she talked about me, I was glad that I was dead.

I could not understand.

Did I not do enough? I had already died for my sister, Summer Larson. What more did she want from me?

My father, Brian Larson, sat by the side of the bed and sighed.

"We spoiled her too much. I knew we shouldn't have kept her from the beginning. The fortune teller said that only Summer would bring us luck and that Sienna would only cause us misfortunes. If we had abandoned or killed her when she was born, things would've been much easier.

My father's expression was so murderous that I truly believed that if I were there next to him, he would have choked me to death.

Everything I witnessed made me glad that I was dead. As a spirit, I had no feelings anymore.

However, I finally understood why my parents had always favored Summer.

Summer and I were twins, yet the treatment we received was completely different. She would get anything she wanted, while I would have to eat their leftovers.

I had paid for my own education since I was young. I had no pocket money in college, while Summer got 3000 dollars from my parents every month.

That was more than what I got from working multiple part-time jobs.

It turned out that all of that preferential treatment was because Summer was supposedly their lucky charm.

How absurd. I could not help but laugh.

At that moment, Summer entered.

She burrowed herself in my mother's arms, saying aggrievedly, "Mom, do you think Sienna's doing it on purpose? She knew how much I liked that job. Do you think she's hiding because she doesn't want to give me the job? If I can't work there, I would rather die."

I clenched my fists when I heard what she said. I threw a punch at Summer, but my hand merely went through her body.

At that moment, I had forgotten that I was dead.

Summer was vile. She knew that I had been kidnapped by that malicious-looking man, yet she said I was in hiding.

An hour ago, she stormed off in a huff because I would not give her my job. My parents forced me to look for her and get her back.

I followed Summer into a secluded alley.

When I saw a man assaulting her, I immediately went over. When the man turned his attention to me and grabbed me, Summer immediately ran off without looking back.

This was my twin sister.

If there were people who wished that I were dead, it would be those three I was looking at.

Thinking about that made me want to cry, but I had no tears.

"Summer, don't say that. Don't worry. Your father and I will make sure you have that job."

"Yes. Whether Sienna agrees to it or not, the job is yours. You two look alike after all. Just take her place. We'll make this happen."

Summer's eyes sparkled instantly. She sat up straight and asked, "You promise?"

"Of course. Since when have we ever lied to you?"

Seeing my mother's relaxed expression, Summer instantly smiled.

Summer hugged my mother and said, "Thank you, Mom and Dad. I knew you two loved me the best."

That warm, picture-perfect family scene was the one thing I spent my entire life craving.

At that moment, it only stung to look at.

The three of them came up with a plan to get Summer to take my place at work. Then, Sarah sent me a threatening message.

In essence, what she said was that if I dared to show up at work, they would kill me.

For the next three days, my parents took turns to send me messages. Even Summer joined in.

[Have you eloped with that man? Why aren't you returning home? Aren't you afraid I'll tell Mom and Dad?]

'Summer, oh, Summer. Go ahead. Say whatever you want to say. After all, it's not like you haven't falsely accused me all these years. When I made friends with guys, you called me a temptress, saying that I was seducing them. When I made friends with girls, you said I was trying to form a gang,' I thought to myself.

Through Summer's words, everything I did was wrong, and our parents had never once doubted her.

When I successfully got a civil service job, I thought my parents would acknowledge me.

Little did I expect that the job would get me killed.

On the third day, my mother was finally discharged from the hospital. She called me once more, but this time, my phone was off.

I had no idea where my phone was. I reckoned it was either buried with my dead body or taken away by that man.

However, I no longer wanted to think about that.

The only mystery I wanted to solve at that moment was why I was still attached to my family even after I had died.

Was I such an unlucky person?

I had once complained about it in my prayers, but no answer came.

I even tried to escape, but after a certain distance, I would be pulled back, as if by a strong magnetic force, trapping me with them.

"Sienna, if you like being away so much, just die and never come back," my mother cursed as my father helped her out of the hospital.

Summer smugly sent me a voice message, "You know, I reported in for duty today. No one knew that I had taken your place. Sienna, if you want to play missing person, go ahead. Don't show your face here ever again."

My parents were used to the vile things that Summer would say to me.

They even thought that Summer was too kind. They said to her, "Just tell Sienna that if she likes being out so much, just die and never come back."

Summer repeated it word for word, sending me another voice message.

My parents cheered her on.

They chuckled and were about to get into the car when Summer suddenly fell. She did not think much about it, but our parents were extremely anxious. They immediately took Summer to get checked up.

While waiting for the results, Brian paced about, muttering to himself, "She better be alright. She's our precious little daughter."

Sarah's eyes reddened while holding Summer's hand.

Watching that scene unfold, I finally felt a heartbeat. It ached.

If only they had been so concerned for me, even just once, when I was still alive, perhaps I would not have held such a huge grudge.

Soon, the results were back.

Perhaps it was Summer's punishment for doing so many evil things. She was diagnosed with leukemia and needed a bone marrow transplant.

My mother passed out from the shock of Summer's diagnosis.

When she came around, she sobbed, "My poor child! How could you have contracted such an illness?"

My father was heartbroken as well. "Summer, you'll be fine. I swear on my life that I'll make sure everything will be alright."

At that moment, the doctor making rounds arrived at their room. Sarah immediately consulted him about Summer's condition.

Summer, who had been dejectedly sitting by the side of the bed, looked up at the doctor.

The doctor sighed and told them that family members had the highest chance of being a compatible donor.

"What about a twin sister?"

"That would be best. The chances are even higher."

Their eyes instantly brightened. I knew they immediately thought of me.

Sarah quickly sent me a message.

[You ungrateful daughter…]

She had just sent the message out when she immediately deleted it. She sent another message instead.

[Dear Sienna, where are you? We were wrong to say all those things to you a few days ago. We're sorry. Come home. Your father and I miss you. Your sister also knows that she's done you wrong. We won't take your job anymore.]

If I had not witnessed the entire thing, I would have bought their lies again. My mother's acting was award-winning.

She sent me a few more messages, expressing how much she missed me. Brian did the same thing.

Summer also started to show some concern.

What sacrifice they had made just to make me show myself.

As time went by, no response came from me.

Summer started to get worried as she cried, "If she won't do a compatibility test, does that mean I'm dead?"

"No, that won't happen. Don't worry. Your father and I will go and do it right away."

They consoled Summer before heading to do a compatibility test.

Unfortunately, none of them were compatible.

The three of them returned home dejectedly. After realizing that I had not been home for three days, Sarah tried contacting my friends.

However, once she picked up the phone, she froze.

Brian got a little anxious. "What are you waiting for? Call Sienna's friends and ask them where she is."

Seeing Brian's worried gaze, Sarah looked stumped. "I-I… I don't have the contact details of Sienna's friends. I even…"

She trailed off, but I knew what she was about to say.

My mother did not know who my friends were. After all, I paid for all the miscellaneous fees by picking up trash in elementary school.

Brian started to panic.

In the end, they found my teacher and asked a few schoolmates, but none of them had seen me.

At that moment, they finally remembered the last time they saw me was when they instructed me to get Summer back.

Sarah asked Summer, "Didn't Sienna go after you that day? Why didn't she return with you?"

Summer was initially engrossed in the game on her phone, but when she heard Sarah's question, she immediately thought about what happened that day.

Summer replied viciously, "Oh, now I remember. Sienna must've left with that man. That shameless vixen…"

It was another lie.

In that lie, I was a loose woman who flung myself at every man I saw on the streets.

Brian was so furious that he trembled. "Do you remember what that man looked like?"

Summer shook her head, looking aggrieved. "I don't remember. Sienna even threatened me not to tell."

Sarah muttered angrily, "She really is a harbinger of misfortune."

However, none of them could locate me nor the man Summer mentioned.

Summer's body was getting weaker to the point that she needed to be hospitalized. When she found out that she needed chemotherapy, she threw a tantrum by smashing things.

"I'm not doing chemo! I don't want to be ugly! Get Sienna here right away! Get that wretch to give me her bone marrow."