Deadly Partiality

My father George Roberts, and my mother Megan Roberts favored their adopted daughter, Jessica Roberts.

In my previous life, I, Mia Roberts, could never understand why they didn't love their own biological daughter.

In this new life, I would not compete for attention with Jessica anymore. I just want to live well.

This time, I didn't want them anymore.

"Mia, come and say hello to Jessica. You must take good care of her from now on."

Seeing that I was stunned, Megan pushed my arm hard.

I just realized that I had been reborn, back to the day when George and Megan brought Jessica back in the second semester of my junior year of high school.

The push from Megan just now made me painful. But, it was nothing compared to the agony of being burned alive in a raging fire in my previous life, with my body completely scorched and consumed by the flames.

Jessica wore a light-colored dress. With pitiful eyes, she stood timidly beside George.

If I hadn't known her in my previous life, I would have really taken it for granted that Jessica was simple and kind-hearted.

George used to say that Jessica was named because she was like the brilliant moon, uniquely pure and bright.

She relied on this harmless appearance to make George and Megan unconditionally favor her.

Jessica was cunning and adept at hiding her true intentions. Otherwise, in the fire of my previous life, why was I the only one left to perish in the flames while my whole family managed to escape?

If I had it to happen again, I wouldn't compete with her and would just want to live my life in peace.

"Dad, doesn't Mia like me?"

George looked at me reproachfully, his tone full of blame. "Mia, why are you so rude?"

I quickly forced a smile and greeted. "Hello, Jessica."

Only then did he take her to visit the room with satisfaction.

Sure enough, after looking around, Jessica liked my room the most.

Then, she looked at me innocently and said, "Mia, I didn't mean to take your room. I just thought that room was suitable for my piano."

What she said made sense, so George and Megan looked at her with admiration. Who wouldn't like a pretty girl who could play the piano?

"Okay, let's change rooms. I'll move to the next room."

Obviously, George and Megan didn't expect that I would agree so readily. After being surprised, they immediately smiled and promised Jessica that they would clean up the room in the next few days and buy her a piano.

I stood by and watched with indifference, as if they were the true family.

Finally, they realized that I was still there and praised me, saying, "Mia is so well-behaved, truly a good daughter to us."

In my last life, I cried and refused to leave my room. Megan was disappointed and shouted at me, "You used to be the most gentle and well-behaved. Why are you so mean now?"

George also scolded me harshly, "Jessica has just come to this family. As an elder sister, can't you be more considerate to her?"

In the following days, they treated me with passive aggression and stopped giving me money for school meals. I went hungry for several days until a teacher noticed, but George and Megan simply claimed that they had forgotten about it.

In the end, they forced me to apologize and give in, and as a result, my room was still taken over by Jessica.

This time, I would not engage in meaningless fighting. I don't want George and Megan anymore, so what's a mere room?

Seeing me willingly give up the room, he casually handed me an invitation to a study tour in Riokiye, which was provided by his workplace.