Chapter 1

The day of my heart transplant, my mother locked me in the dark basement.

It was all because Chloe, the girl she treated as her own daughter, also needed a heart transplant.

To ensure Chloe got the heart that was a perfect match for me, my mother covered my chest with electrode pads to suppress my heartbeat.

I knelt on the ground, begging her, pleading with her to let me go.

But my mother was unmoved. She pressed hundreds of electrode pads deep into my skin, making the angina I already suffered from even more unbearable.

The last electrode pad was placed directly over my heart by my mother herself.

She looked at me, trembling all over, and said coldly,

"Chloe has been frail since childhood. She just wants a healthy heart. Do you have to fight her for even this?"

"Ever since you came back, you've always targeted Chloe. Let's see how you like this piercing pain!"

"The specialists said the electrode pads, combined with a dark environment, could strengthen your heart. You can have your surgery later, once they find a second donor heart."

I lay on the ground, close to fainting, waiting for my mother to come and get me out.

But my mother was overjoyed when Chloe's surgery was a success, taking her on a trip to Europe.

It wasn't until two months later, when my mother returned home and saw my empty room, that she remembered me. She then ordered someone to rush me to the hospital.

Housekeeper Mrs. Davies hesitated, her words caught in her throat.

"Lily... she's already dead in the basement."