Part 3To Buy A House For My Younger Brother, My Mother Tore Up My Admission Letter

The next morning, my parents left for the countryside, claiming they needed to discuss the wedding arrangements with the old man in detail.

They had initially planned to take me with them, but I lied, saying I had an upset stomach and couldn't travel.

As I watched them drive away, my mind was awash with memories from my past life.

The moment Miranda had torn up my acceptance letter, it felt as if my heart had been slashed by a cold, cruel blade.

My parents' faces had turned ashen, their words piercing my soul like needles.

"You're not going to that university. A girl's place is at home, obeying parents, not wasting our money on education!"

After tearing the letter, they had confined me to my room.

In a desperate bid to resist, I refused food and water for two days.

Their response was to knock me unconscious with a blunt object and then forcibly send me to the old man's bed.

As my vision faded and tears fell silently, the memories cut deep, like a jagged knife through my heart.

Overwhelmed with a wave of nausea and anger, I retreated to my room, carefully tucking away my acceptance letter.

I placed the letter's envelope in a drawer and locked it, creating an illusion of importance around it.

Just then, Jeremy burst into my room, irritation clear in his voice. "Hurry up and make me something to eat. I'm starving!"

I replied with a nonchalant, "Okay," but my fists were clenched tightly.

In my previous life, I had been accepted into the top university in the country, while Jeremy barely managed to get into a third-rate school.

They had thrown him a lavish graduation party while I had been imprisoned in my room, forced into marriage.

It was clear that the only difference between us was our gender, yet our paths and treatment by Marvin and Miranda were worlds apart.

My hard-earned academic success was dismissed as irrelevant; they believed that marriage was my true path.

On the other hand, they took immense pride in Jeremy's mediocre university, considering it the family's greatest achievement.

I had been nothing more than a sacrifice to support Jeremy, my life tailored to feed off his success.

Yet, how could I accept this? I deserved a life of my own, one far better than this.