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."

Although I had not done the bone marrow compatibility test, the three of them truly believed that I was the one who could save Summer.

That was because the fortune teller had once said that Summer would live a long and happy life.

Half a month later, Summer was completely bedridden. My parents were exhausted from taking care of her.

They were trying to look for me the entire time. They started to worry when I still had not shown up after such a long time.

"Do you think something could've happened to her?"

"How could that be? She must've gone into hiding because she found out I was sick and that I needed her bone marrow," Summer speculated.

Our parents still believed her.

In the end, Summer suggested, "I'm going on a livestream. People deserve to know what Sienna is really like."

They agreed immediately, almost eagerly.

That night, Summer went live. The livestream title was pure clickbait, engineered to go viral across the internet.

[I'm dying, and my twin sister ran away instead of donating her bone marrow. #ShouldIStillBeAliveIfMySisterWon'tSaveMe?]

Within minutes, thousands of people poured in, hungry for tragedy.

Summer even put on makeup to look pale and sickly.

With trembling lips and a soft, feeble voice, she pleaded, "Please… If you see this, help me find my sister. I just want a chance to live…"

The chat went feral with sympathy. Most of the people cursed me, calling me heartless, selfish, a monster.

Then, the internet did what it always does.

They started deep-diving into my life, expecting scandals and abuse, any proof that I was the villain Summer painted me to be.

However, what they found made them go quiet. That was because every scrap of information they dug up showed a completely different picture.

They found me running from one part-time job to another, working late shifts and dragging myself across town just to make ends meet.

Forget bullying Summer. I barely had any time to eat.

[Is Summer Larson mistaken? The Sienna Larson that I know is a kind and gentle soul. She isn't that sort of person.]

[Yes. Summer said that Sienna used to bully her in school. I don't think so. I remembered that Sienna had to earn every penny to survive during school. Once, I overheard her on her phone questioning her parents, but her parents said that she didn't deserve to have pocket money and that she needed to earn it herself.]

Summer did not expect the netizens to be so savvy at research. She had tried to make me go viral as the villain, but not everyone believed her.

Some even started standing up for me, which made it hard for Summer.

Summer retorted, "If Sienna doesn't know that I need her bone marrow, why did she go into hiding? She clearly doesn't want to save me.

"Even if all these years, her pocket money isn't as much as mine, but so what? Is that a reason for her not to save me?

"Our parents didn't give her pocket money because she's always been a selfish person since she was young. She steals and takes other people's things. Our parents were just disciplining her."

Summer could have been a politician with her ability to twist facts.

Instantly, the internet was divided into two camps. The group that sided with Summer immediately formed a 'search' team.

[We must find out where Sienna is to save Summer.]

The team that supported me said otherwise.

[Even if they're sisters, whether or not she save Summer is her personal choice.]

Soon, that became the talk of the town. Summer and I were cast right in the spotlight.

At that point, someone wrote a comment.

[Did you say you're Sienna Larson's younger twin sister? You said that she's been missing for more than half a month?]

Summer typed a response.

[Yes.]

The person instantly sent a reply.

[That's odd. Sienna's a colleague of mine. She's always been at work. She was only hospitalized for the past two days, saying she has leukemia. Why does it sound like your current situation?]

Summer instantly paled when she saw the reply. She wanted to delete it, but it was too late.