From then on, my grades never recovered, and I spent three years at the bottom of my class.

However, during the entrance exams, I scored first in my entire school and got into a prestigious high school.

Oliva, who had never liked studying, suddenly seemed to hit her stride during my slump, and her grades skyrocketed.

My mother praised her impressive report cards in front of me again and again.

I kept telling myself that my mom didn't stop loving me; I just needed to work harder so she could share some of the love she gave to Oliva.

But no matter how hard I tried, I barely scraped by SAT and ended up at a mediocre university.

Two years later, Oliva became the top scorer in her SAT, but she turned down offers from top universities to come to my school.

I couldn't understand why, and then Henry appeared. He didn't care about my appearance or figure; he pursued me passionately.

In my first eighteen years, no one had cared about me like that, and I was touched, so I accepted his affection.

We were together then, but Oliva still liked to cling to me. Even when we went on a date, she insisted on tagging along. As time went by, they became familiar with each other.

I didn't know when they hooked up together, and sometimes they even made plans to hang out without me.

I once caught them together, but Henry didn't bother to explain.

He just looked at me impatiently and asked why I was making such a fuss over something so trivial. "Why are you fussing over your own sister?"

Whenever this happened, he would always repeat, "Be good, don't make me angry. I don't want to break up with you yet."

I understood what he meant. After all, I wasn't particularly attractive; I should be grateful that someone loved me at all. So, I had to endure, and the idea of being able to act cute with my boyfriend was something I never dared to hope for.

After graduation, I found a regular job due to my low qualifications, just enough to make ends meet.

My mother had always been dissatisfied with me, but when I brought Henry home, she smiled warmly at him and quickly agreed to our marriage.

I sighed in relief. Although my life had not been smooth sailing for over twenty years, I felt content to be marrying the person I loved.

But tonight shattered the beautiful fantasy I had woven for myself.