I always wondered if I was adopted or not. You must be wondering why I'm saying that. For starters, my parents treated my younger sister better than me. Growing up I thought it was normal until one day during the a play at our school in the 6th grade. I was given the lead role, a princess. My younger sister complained to my parents and they asked me to let her have the the role. When I disagreed, they scolded me and my dad slapped me for the first time. I was so shocked. I got to know later on that that was just the beginning. This was how I was treated in my own home until I turned 20. I was supposed to take over the company my father owns. As I was driving towards the venue for my inauguration, a truck out of nowhere hit my car and I went unconscious. I woke up in the hospital with an oxygen mask on my nose. That is when my sister entered the room. She came with her boyfriend and the removed my oxygen mask. As I was dying they told me I was adopted and they all hated me.....I woke up again in my room and realised I had been reborn. I decided to have my revenge on my fake family for what they did to me in my previous life.