What Vania knows is that she is Maira's daughter, a poor widow living on the edge of town. Life is mediocre and very hard.
But who would have thought that she was the daughter of a rich husband and wife. She has been swapped since she was birth, and had to live a life that she shouldn't have felt.
"So, I'm not your daughter?"
From behind the wall, Vania came out to the two people who were talking.
"Since when did you know that I wasn't your daughter?" Vania asked with a gloomy face.
In front of the woman, a girl of the same age as Vania is standing with a pale face.
Everything they talked about had been heard by Vania.
"Why you didn't answer me!" Vania shouted.
"Shut your mouth! How dare you yelling at my mom like that!" that girl interrupted.
Such a fashionable outfit, it was clear that girl was rich. But now, she in their house. Sitting with her mother while being fed. Loved like a child. Which even Vania never been treated like that.
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