I Was Reborn in My Jealous Sister's LifeChapter 1
My sister and I were born mortal enemies.
Before we even had bodies, back when we were floating souls waiting for reincarnation, we were already at each other's throats. She was supposed to be my twin.
But sharing? It was not really her thing.
She couldn't stand the thought of splitting the spotlight, so she did what any jealous soul would do. She kicked me out of our destined womb and stole the golden ticket for herself: the belly of the wealthiest woman in all of New York.
In her mind, she'd already won.
But what she didn't realize was that the 'perfect' family she chose?
It was a disaster waiting to happen.
The billionaire dad?
He was utterly obsessed with his wife, like, to a delusional, unhealthy level.
The mom? She was sweet as pie and clueless as a toddler.
And the adopted older brother? He was a cold, emotionally starved, and dangerously unhinged sociopath.
In the end, that charming little psychopath broke my sister down, bit by bit, until she couldn't even stand on her own two feet anymore. Literally, she ended up paralyzed from the waist down.
And me? I got stuck with a washed-up, third-rate actress for a mom.
Yet somehow, I rose to the top. She clawed her way back into the limelight, and I went from forgotten child star to full-blown national treasure.
Consumed by jealousy and hatred, she strapped a bomb to her chest and blew us both sky-high right in the middle of my awards speech.
I died in the spotlight.
And when I opened my eyes again, everything had changed.
She'd stolen my place.
This time, she forced her way into the womb of the very woman she used to mock, my mother, and kicked me aside like trash.
"This time, I'll be the one getting all the love and praise!" she declared.
I laughed loud and hard.
She had no idea I'd come back with a cheat code. A built-in hack. The perfect weapon for surviving that twisted billionaire family.
The psycho foster brother? I could wrap him around my finger.
That glamorous celeb mom she idolized? She was the real monster hiding in plain sight.
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"My dearest sister," she sneered at me, full of fake sweetness, "enjoy being the new freak of the family!"
Before I could respond, she shoved me hard into the Underworld, diving headfirst toward the mirror that reflected a very pregnant woman—my mom.
But I caught the mirror's edge just in time, gripping it tight and refusing to fall.