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Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Because we were twin sisters, Chloe had been hostile toward me since childhood. She hated sharing anything. She competed for our parents' attention, stole my toys, took my beautiful dresses—even though she had identical ones of her own.

Whatever I wanted, she had to take.

Before the incident five years ago, Mom and Dad were fair. Whatever Chloe received, I got too. They would scold her for constantly competing with me.

But after what happened five years ago, they poured all their affection into Chloe.

They believed I was selfish—that I'd abandoned Dad during his emergency healing ritual when his wolf was dying.

So afterward, in every argument, they unconditionally took Chloe's side. The phrase I heard most was: "Why are you bullying your sister?"

After fighting her for so many years, I'd lost completely.

And soon, I wouldn't have the chance to fight anymore.

So I whispered to her,

"Yes. You won."

The kidney transplant surgery would begin in two hours. My life would end then too.

The Wolfsbane poison had seeped deep into my bones. When the special silver surgical blade cut into my body, my soul would be burned away completely.

All that would remain was a lifeless corpse.

By then, would Mom, Dad, and Alpha Kael shed even a single tear for me?

Probably not. When an unwanted person leaves, they only feel relief.

Because they only loved my sister. They never loved me.

During the pre-surgery hours, Mom, Dad, and Kael all hovered around Chloe, comforting and encouraging her.

"Chloe, don't be afraid. Mom and Dad will wait outside the whole time. The surgery will succeed. You'll finally have a healthy body."

Dad spoke to Chloe in a tender voice I'd never heard him use with me.

Mom gazed at her lovingly.

"Once you've recovered, I'll cook all your favorite dishes."

Then Kael pulled out a gleaming Moonstone necklace.

"Remember that necklace you admired at the pack auction? I won the bid for you. After the surgery, I'll put it on you myself!"

Their thoughts were entirely on Chloe. Not one of them remembered that I would also be in the operating room.

I thought I'd grown used to being ignored. But at the end of my life, watching this scene still felt like knives piercing my heart.

So I finally asked the question burning inside me:

"If I died on the operating table, would you be sad?"

Mom and Dad froze, as if only now remembering my existence. Guilt flashed across their faces.

But after processing my words, Mom snapped angrily,

"What kind of nonsense is that? It's just a simple kidney transplant! Don't say such unlucky things!"

Dad looked at me with disapproval.

"Talking about death! Who curses themselves like that? After the surgery, rest for a while and you'll be fine. After all, your constitution is much stronger than your sister's."

"Once the surgery is done, I'll make you a seafood feast. You love seafood, don't you?"

Kael also grasped my hand with false tenderness.

"Don't worry. I hired the most professional Healer Mara to perform the surgery. You'll be perfectly safe! When you come out, I'll buy you whatever you want."

Bitterness filled my heart. He'd already purchased Chloe's favorite gift in advance. For me, just empty words: "I'll buy you whatever you want."

When I was gone, he'd be overjoyed. Then he could openly be with Chloe.

I looked one last time at Mom, Dad, and Kael, then resolutely walked into the operating room.

When the special silver surgical blade sliced into my body, the last trace of my healing ability was destroyed.

The Wolfsbane poison rapidly invaded my bone marrow, killing my soul.

My life force was completely severed. My life reached its end.

In my final moment, a thought drifted through my mind:

If Dad discovered that five years ago, I was the one who donated my kidney to him—that Chloe had stolen credit for my sacrifice—that for all these years, Chloe had slandered and suppressed me—would he cry for my death?

Would Mom and Dad regret how they'd neglected me?

Forget it. Even if they regretted it, what did it matter? I wouldn't be there to see it.

If there was a next life, I never wanted to meet any of them again.