Thinking Back to When We First Met (8)

Her aunt and uncle had always treated her well, everything her cousin had, she would have, sometimes even better. But even though she was grateful, she could never feel secure.

To an outsider, she was a girl born with a silver spoon. She had beautiful clothes that were the envy of girls her age and even a cute phone that other girls her age could only see on magazines.

Since she wasn't her aunt and uncle's biological daughter, they would never treat her as strictly as they would treat her cousin. Even if both of them were to get into trouble, they would always punish Anxia, her cousin and not her. When they quarreled, Anxia would be the one getting scolded.

The difference in treatment made her aware of their distance. She would always be an outsider, and her own home had been destroyed when she was ten in a car accident. From then on, she never fought with Anxia, learning to give in, learning to make hot tea for her aunt and uncle after a hard day at work.