Melomiri

Replacement Daughter: They Scraped Me Like Trash

Language: en

I was adopted by my "parents" ten years ago, perfectly playing the role of their daughter who had drowned. Until today, when they brought home a girl from the orphanage who looked exactly like "me." They held the girl and said to me: "From now on, you'll be the little sister. Listen to what your big sister says." The girl looked at me timidly, clutching the hem of "Mom's" clothes. I nodded, picked up the dinner knife, and cut open my wrist. No blood — only blue electric sparks. "Service agreement for A-3 has expired," I said calmly. "Requesting recall." Chapter 1 Today is "Dad" and…

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