Part 1The Stolen Life of Sophia

My parents' biological daughter, who was kidnapped seventeen years ago, came home.

Mom held her in her arms, calling her sweetheart again and again.

But she stared at me, feigning innocence:

"Since I'm back, shouldn't sister go back to her own home?"

She thought I was a thief adopted to enjoy her privileged life.

But she didn't realize that after she said this, the house fell into instant silence.

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Zoe is my parents' biological daughter.

She was kidnapped and sold to a remote mountainous area when she was young, and only returned home today.

I just came back from baseball practice. As soon as I reached the door, I heard suppressed crying from inside the house.

Walking in, I found my mom hugging a girl, crying uncontrollably.

My dad stood beside them, a six-foot-tall man with red eyes.

Mom's voice was hoarse:

"Mom has finally waited for you."

"You don't know how much I regret leaving you alone with that nanny."

I instantly understood the girl's identity.

My parents had a biological daughter.

At that time, they were starting a business and had no time to take care of her, so they hired a nanny.

Both of them left early and returned late every day, spending little time even with their daughter, so naturally, they didn't know the nanny was a habitual kidnapper.

Later, when the child was four years old, she was sold by the nanny, and they couldn't find her for many years.

"Who is this?"

A weak voice brought me back to reality. I looked up and found her staring at me.

I frowned subconsciously; her gaze made me a bit uncomfortable.

She reacted strongly, flinching and leaning closer into my mom's arms.

Mom patted her back soothingly and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, this is your sister."

Mom introduced me again: "Sophia, this is your sister, Zoe."

"But, I remember I don't have a sister."

She hesitated for two seconds and looked at me timidly.

Mom said: "Sophia is..."

I smiled and took over: "I was adopted."

"Oh, so that's it."

Her voice weakened, murmuring listlessly: "Mom and Dad already have a child."

Mom quickly hugged her heartache: "Zoe, having a sister isn't a bad thing. There's one more person in the family to love you."

Zoe looked gloomy, tears spilling from her eyes, "I thought Mom and Dad would only love me alone. Why share the love that belongs to me with my sister?"