My adoptive brother, Landon Hayes, destroyed my piano career and said coldly, “It’s just two fingers. Don’t be so dramatic.” My biological brother, Kai Sterling, shut the door in my face and said, “My greatest wish is that you had never been born.” And my fiancé, Ethan Blackwood, at my lowest point, held another woman’s hand and told me, “She’s the one who was always meant to stand beside me.” Four years later, all three of them stood outside my door, eyes red, asking, “Can we come home?” I smiled. You three were eliminated together a long time ago. Four years later, I saw Kai again at the kindergarten entrance. I was picking up Sophia when a mom next to me suddenly leaned in: “Sophia’s mom, look at that guy across the street. He looks just like that singer… what’s his name again…?” I followed her gaze and saw him. “Kai!” The mom snapped her fingers, “Right, Kai!” I pulled my gaze away. “Don’t know him.” She looked a bit surprised. “You don’t listen to music? Kai! He’s the hottest singer-songwriter these past few years! Won so many awards! “Oh, and honestly, his face, it’s a bit like yours, you’re both so good-looking…” I smiled and shook my head, continuing to walk forward, holding Sophia’s hand. “Serena Sterling.” Suddenly, his voice came from behind me. I ignored him, just kept walking. “Serena Sterling!” Sophia looked up. “Mommy, is that uncle calling you? Why does he call you Serena Sterling?” I shook my head, smiling. “He’s mistaken.” But as we reached the parking lot, just as I was about to open the car door, someone suddenly grabbed my arm. I turned around, and it was a breathless Kai. “Serena, you… you’re actually alive?!” His words were as sharp and venomous as ever. Perhaps he’d run too fast, his eyes were faintly red around the edges.
I dropped Sophia off at the neighbor’s house. Walking back downstairs, Kai stood with his hands in his pockets. “Why are you living in this dump? Where’s your place? I’m coming up to see.” I shook my head. “There’s no need for that.” Four years ago, he himself had said that his only sister was Chloe. He’d also said that calling someone like me a sibling only disgusted him. When I was expelled from the Sterling family, abandoned by Ethan Blackwood, and had nowhere to go, I even thought of finding him, my biological brother. One snowy night, I stood outside his company building all night, nearly frozen solid. But in the end, all I got was him saying his biggest wish was that I had never been his sister. “If you hadn’t been born, Chloe wouldn’t have been swapped, and wouldn’t have suffered so much. “Sister? That’s laughable. The Sterlings don’t want you, and now you’re trying to cash in on our blood ties? “I’d never acknowledge someone like you as my sister.” Only then did I realize that no matter how kind I was to him, he hated me because of Chloe. Now, he still eyed me with a scrutinizing gaze, frowning. “That child of yours, is she Ethan’s? Did you run away just to have his baby?” I was silent for a moment. “She’s my child alone.” He scoffed, a corner of his mouth twisting. “Serena, that kid is a spitting image of him. Do you take me for blind? “You wouldn’t actually think that if you secretly had his child, you could win him back? Are you sick or something… “How pathetic, what an idiot…” “I said, she’s my child alone.” I cut him off. “I never thought of going back to New York, nor did I ever think of using my child to compete with your sister for Ethan. You can rest assured, and you don’t need to be so nasty. “Just like you said back then, apart from blood relation, we’re strangers. I’m not interested in your life now, and I ask you not to meddle in mine.” He froze. “If you have nothing else, please leave.” I turned. “Wait.” To my surprise, he suddenly grabbed me. He opened his mouth, then closed it. “You, you…” I frowned. “What?” “Why… why did you leave back then…?” I looked at him quietly. “You were a pampered heiress who couldn’t do anything. Were a few harsh words really enough to make you play the ‘run away with a baby’ card? “If I hadn’t run into you, how much longer would you have lived this kind of miserable life? And these four years…” He paused. “How… how did you survive?”
I watched his eyes, which were once again turning red at the corners. It was probably out of anger. He likely couldn’t believe I was alive, and my existence was a threat to Chloe’s happiness. How did I survive? Someone else gave their life so I could live. But I had no need to tell him. The old Serena Sterling couldn’t do anything, like a delicate hothouse flower. The current Serena Blackwood had long since stopped crying for help or relying on others. Seeing my silence, he grew anxious. “No, why has your personality become so wishy-washy? Could it be that the massive earthquake in that remote town years ago rattled your brain? “Running off to such a secluded place, it serves you right to face an earthquake.” At that moment, a neighbor walked past and greeted me, “Hey, Serena, not dinner time yet?” I smiled. “Almost.” Kai froze. “You should leave.” I said. But he gripped my arm tightly. “Why did you change your name? Blackwood?! Did you get married? No, whose name is that?” “Whose name it is, is none of your business.” I brushed his hand away, enunciating each word. “What my name is, how I’m living, Kai, has nothing to do with you.”
Kai was a celebrity. He couldn’t afford to be seen wrestling with me in public. I went upstairs, picked up Sophia, and through the hallway window, saw him still standing stunned downstairs. He had never cared about me before, so his current distress was probably just him being unaccustomed to my coldness. After all, four years ago, when I learned about his dream of becoming a musician, a talented artist struggling financially, I had nearly exhausted all my connections in New York just to find him a stage opportunity. Even his current agency, I found the best one for him. He was my biological brother, and he had suffered a lot, so I wanted him to do well. But such genuine efforts were ultimately misunderstood by him as ill intentions, an attempt to use him to isolate Chloe and make her miserable. “Mommy, was that uncle today your family?” I paused, then smiled, stroking Sophia’s head, “No, why would you think that?” “Just a guess. You look alike.” Family. Landon’s face suddenly flashed in my mind. I used to believe that no matter if we were blood-related or not, Landon would always be my brother. But four years ago, as he held Chloe, who had fallen down the stairs, his gaze at me was filled with fury. “Serena Sterling, you truly disappoint me. “From today on, the Sterling family has no place for you, and I have no sister named you. “My only sister is Chloe.” I cried, clutching at his pants, saying I didn’t push Chloe, begging him not to abandon me. But he kicked me away, still carrying Chloe, without a backward glance. I shook my head. “That person isn’t Mommy’s family.” She seemed a little disappointed. “I thought besides Uncle Mason, Mommy had other family.” I smiled and poked her nose. “Mommy has you and Uncle Mason, and that’s enough.” “But Uncle Mason isn’t here anymore…” She pouted, “I miss him so much.” I understood her feelings. But mere disappointment was far better than the heart-wrenching pain of gaining and then losing, of depending and then being torn away. I had experienced it, and I didn’t want my daughter to go through it again. Only I didn’t expect. The next day, I saw Landon.
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