Ninety-Nine Times Does It novel Chapter 3

Mom, Dad, and Adrian immediately rushed to Nina's side. When they saw the rash on her skin, they panicked.

"Are you having an allergic reaction? Why would you suddenly be having an allergic reaction?"

Mom looked around until finally, her gaze locked onto me. The next second, she slapped me so hard that I lost my balance and fell to the ground. My head buzzed from the impact.

"Sadie, what did you put in the food? Don't you remember what your sister is allergic to?"

Adrian looked disappointed too. "I was wondering why you were so agreeable. It turns out you were plotting to harm Nina after all! How did I end up with such a hateful sister like you?"

"That's enough! Stop arguing. We need to take Nina to the hospital right now!"

Dad slammed the table in anger, and only then did Mom and Adrian retract their hateful stares from me.

My entire family left in a rush, leaving me sitting on the floor in a daze as I clutched my swollen cheek.

I didn't do it. I wanted to tell them that it wasn't me. But similar events had happened too many times before, and I knew very well that they wouldn't believe me.

Well, it didn't matter.

Our housekeeper had heard the commotion and came over to help me up. But when she saw my hands, she gasped in shock.

"Sadie, why is your hand so swollen?"

"I'm fine."

Year after year, I watched as their clothes became more stylish and elegant. From that, I could tell that my family's situation was improving.

I kept waiting for my parents to bring me home.

As I waited, I grew from an elementary school student to a high schooler. It was only after my aging grandparents passed away that I finally got to return home.

The small, rundown house from my memories was gone. In its place was a three-story villa.

My room was in the farthest corner of the first floor. It didn't have shelves full of books, study materials, and gaming equipment like Adrian's. It also didn't have the cute, dreamy decorations like Nina's.

My room was just like my place in this family—unimportant and always unnoticed.