Barely holding myself together, I turned and fled. When I got back to our residence, a message from Tomas popped up on my phone.
[Samita, I have a business dinner tonight. Don’t wait up—get some rest early. Love you.]
I didn’t reply. Instead, my eyes landed on the keypad lock of his study.
When we first got married, I had constant nightmares and could only fall asleep holding Tomas’s hand. More than once, I woke up in the middle of the night to find him gone—always in his study.
He never let anyone inside. It was always locked with a separate passcode.
I hesitated for a moment before inputting in Camila’s birthday. Then, with a soft click, the door unlocked.
After stepping inside, I felt my breath catch. The walls were covered with photos and portraits of Camila, from childhood to adulthood.
The shelves were lined with her old belongings, carefully preserved. Gifts, trinkets—every trace of her life, treasured like a shrine.
I remembered—these gifts were all things Antonio, Tomas’s older brother, had discarded. For the past ten years, Camila had been chasing after Antonio, doing everything she could to please him.
So the gifts Antonio discarded… Tomas had secretly collected them and treated them like priceless treasures.
My heart twisted in pain as I went through each item, tears streaming down my face.
In that moment, everything clicked. When I was thirteen, my parents finally found me and brought me home. They told Camila to call me "sister."
That was when I learned the truth—when I was mistakenly switched at birth, they had taken Camila as their daughter and spoiled her for thirteen years.
For the next ten years, I could never truly feel like I belonged in this family.
With me, my parents acted out of guilt, always trying to make up for their mistake. But with Camila… she was their real daughter in every way that mattered.
Later, when the Gracianis chose me—the real heiress—for an arranged marriage, my parents agreed without hesitation.
I never imagined that Camila had already fallen in love with my fiancé. She hired kidnappers to abduct and violate me, hoping to take my place.
And my parents… and Tomas… they all knew the truth. Yet they still chose to cover for her.
I sobbed so hard I could barely breathe.
Just then, my mother called.
"Your sister had a fight with Antonio. She wants to stay at your place for a while—Tomas already agreed."