Exposing My Fake Sister with Mind Reading

My entire family could hear my thoughts.

In my previous life, I was switched at birth with Victoria Harrington. I was reunited with my family 18 years later.

It was the early 1920s, when owning a bicycle or a radio was still rare for most families. I had always dreamed of having one of those precious things.

However, after I came home, Victoria would constantly brag right in front of me.

"Mom told me that I'm the only one who deserves this fancy watch," she said with a sweet smile.

"And look at this gorgeous bicycle Dad got me for my birthday! Oh, and when I mentioned wanting a radio, Daniel bought it for me immediately."

Then came the real knife twist. "I know you're their biological daughter, Bernice, but let's be honest. When it comes to love, I'm their real daughter. Daniel definitely prefers me as his little sister too."

Her words ate at me. I could not stop the bitter thoughts that flooded my mind about my parents and brother. The problem was that my family could hear every single one of those thoughts.

Slowly, they began to resent me. Eventually, they threw me out into the cold, and I died alone in the winter streets while Victoria lived happily within the warmth of their love.

When I opened my eyes again, I realized that I had been reborn. As I watched Victoria putting on her usual show, my thoughts took a delicious turn.

'Victoria thinks that Mom is such a cheapskate for only buying her a cheap watch instead of something expensive. She even calls Dad stingy behind his back because he didn't get her a pricier bicycle.'

'And she constantly complains about how ugly and crude Daniel is, saying that he embarrasses her. I wonder if I should share these thoughts with my family?'

"Bernice, don't think that just because you're back home that you can steal my place. A country bumpkin like you shouldn't covet things that don't belong to you.”

"So what if you're their biological daughter? The only person Mom, Dad and Daniel will ever love is me. You're nothing but a stranger who happens to share their blood."

Victoria Harrington hugged me with a bright smile on her face, but the words she whispered in my ear sent chills down my spine.

I could not control myself and pushed Victoria away. I watched as my family, who had been looking at us sisters embracing with relief, instantly showed expressions of disappointment on their faces.

Their expressions were so vivid that I realized I had been reborn. Reborn back to the day I was first brought back to the Harrington family.

Victoria and I had been switched at birth since we were babies. While I was in the countryside, so hungry that I ate scraps meant for animals, she was in the city eating proper meals and could even go to the store every year to buy new clothes.

Just when I had resigned myself to living day after day working the fields, trying to get more money, I was recognized and brought back to the Harrington family.

I thought it would be the beginning of a happy life, but I never imagined that my truly miserable life was just starting.

Desperate for the family love I had always craved, I tried to get close to them, hoping to find that warmth.

Yet when Victoria flaunted the love she received in front of me, I could not control the jealousy in my heart.

I complained in my mind that my parents did not love me at all, that their kindness to me was just purposeful compensation. Over time, my relationship with my family grew worse.

Eventually, I even believed Victoria's manipulation and did things that harmed both others and myself, ultimately getting myself kicked out of the Harrington family.

Hence, with no skills and no family left, I died on a snowy night, while Victoria built her perfect life on my grave with people who loved and cherished her.

It turned out that Victoria had somehow gained the ability to make my inner thoughts audible to my blood relatives.

That was why she constantly provoked me, making me believe that my family did not love me. She made me believe that she was the only one loved by my parents, while I was just a burden who happened to share their blood.

The intense unwillingness and hatred made my soul linger in place for a long time, watching as Victoria enjoyed the love and happiness my family afforded her.

However, even this happiness was not enough for Victoria. She worked with her real parents from the countryside to gradually take everything from the Harrington family as her own.

Stealing the Harrington family's wealth was not enough. During dinner on New Year's Eve, Victoria put a packet of poison into the seafood stew that had been prepared.

Watching my parents and brother unknowingly swallow their meal mouthful by mouthful, I screamed and tried to rush forward to stop them. However, as a spirit, I was powerless.

I could only watch helplessly as my family fell to the ground convulsing, eventually growing silent.

"You idiots. If you'd just loved me, everything would've been fine, but no, you had to search for your precious biological daughter and prepare all those gifts for her, talking about making up for lost time. Those were all mine, mine!”

"You said you'd treat us equally, but you actually couldn't wait to empty your entire fortune for her. If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't have had to kill you so quickly. Fortunately, she was also an idiot who actually believed me when I said you didn't love her.”

"Idiots deserve to die, but now I've at least reunited your entire family. Now everything the Harringtons have is mine to enjoy."

Amidst Victoria's triumphant laughter, my consciousness gradually faded.