I Played the Role of the Adopted Daughter Too Well

WhenIfirstcameintothebook,mygoalwasjusttosurvive.‘Ihavetolivelonger!Andbehappy!’SoIdidmybest.Iamgoingtowalkonmyownflowerpath.“WhereverIgo,theseatnexttoyouismine.Youpromisedtopatmyheadfortherestofyourlife,isn’tthatright?”Thestrongestmalecharacter,whowasstabbedtodeathintheoriginalnovel,staredatmewithobsessiveeyes.IfIsayno,hewilldestroytheworld.“Yes,I’llkillhim.Thenyou’llbehappy,too,right?”Thefifthbrotherlookedabitcrazy.“Thisismylandfromheretohere.Andyours,too.I’mgladtobeabletobreathewithyourgrandestdreams.”Thefourtholdestsister,whobecametherichestwomanonthecontinent,openedthemapandsaidthat.IfIsayIdon’thavesuchagranddreamlikeher,Ithinkacatastrophewillhappen.“I’mlookingforwardtotheWinterSolsticethatyou’llrulecompletely.”Laughterroseonthefaceofthebutlerwhoservedme.“Ifyoudon’tconnecttoVerratoux,myheartwillstoptomorrowmorning.Areyousureyou’reokaywiththat?”Myfirstsister,whowassupposedtobetheoriginalsuccessor,threatenedmewithherlife.Andthisisthebiggestproblem.Somehow,afaintsmileraisedmyfather’smouth,whichbecamestrongerthantheoriginalfatherhewas.“Independence?Tryitthen.Iwon’tevenletasingleantliveonthisland.”“Didyouthinkyoucouldleavemyarmsandstandonyourown…”Hethenstaredatmeobsessively.Theyareallactingweird.Everythingwentwrong.Ionlydidmyverybest.