An Insane Sister Swap

"I'm going to the restroom," Diana's voice snapped me back to reality once more.

Her beautiful face showed a strange smile as she looked at me and continued, "I only need Laura with me."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mom anxiously replied, "Will you be fine? She's useless! What if she doesn't have enough strength to carry or move anything? It could get dangerous!"

How ridiculous. Mom probably never realized just how bold Diana actually was.

Diana had learned how to smoke when she was still in school. When Mom found a pack of cigarettes in her bag, Diana just pinned the blame on me instead, causing Mom to beat me up for three days straight.

Jorge also stepped forward, looking concerned. "Diana, are you sure you don't need us to go with you? Will you be okay?"

I bit down on my lips so hard that I could taste blood in my mouth.

I had always treated Mom and Jorge well—too well. The house Mom was now living in was paid for in full, bought with the money I had saved up through endless overtime work.

Ever since I graduated, I would buy Mom whatever she wanted without any questions.

Before I got pregnant, Jorge did not work and just lived off of me as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

But after I became pregnant, he went and found a job overnight, as if taking care of me for even a single day was even more unbearable than having to work.

And the only thing I had gotten in return was disdainful looks and insults.

"Don't worry, Mom. I just want to talk to Laura alone," Diana explained before grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the restroom.

Her tone shifted completely the moment we stepped inside. "Ugh, why do you look so old, Laura? You're only in your 20s, but you look like some wrinkled old woman in her 40s or 50s. You're so disgusting."

I forced a smile and replied, "You look so much younger now, Diana. Henry must've treated you well."

Diana's expression darkened instantly as she leaned in close to my face. "Henry still thinks that I'm you! Do you have any idea how disgusting it is having to listen to him call me by your name? He's mine! So why is he still calling your name?"

I lowered my gaze. My voice turned cold as I said, "Back then, you were the one who suggested to Mom that she drug me unconscious so you could take my place in marrying Henry, weren't you?"

Diana froze up for a second before gripping my wrist violently. "So what if you know about the truth? Henry loves me, not an ugly woman like you!

"I'll get straight to the point. My son's kidney is failing, and your daughter's kidney is a perfect match for him!

"Will you believe me when I say that I only need to say the word, and Mom will immediately hand Cecily's kidney to me without questions?"

I yanked my hand away immediately. I could not believe that she dared even to utter such words.

I did not mind being humiliated. But now, she was making a move on Cecily of all people!

However, before I could even steady myself, Diana suddenly slammed her hand against the door and screamed. "Mom! Laura hit me!"

Mom and Jorge had been waiting anxiously outside of the restroom. When they heard Diana scream, Mom's face turned pale from fright as she rushed in to help.

Diana held out her hand, crying. "Laura did it! Look, my hand is bleeding!"

I stared at Diana in disbelief. Her finger only had a tiny cut that was not even an inch long. It did not even break through her skin!

A moment later, a heavy slap sent my head wobbling to the side, my vision spinning.

"You shameless woman! How dare you even touch Diana! If anything were to happen to her, I'll fucking kill you!" Mom shouted.

Cecily was woken up by the commotion and started crying loudly.

Mom continued, "And that useless daughter of yours! Why even bother giving her a name? Just call her what she is—an illegitimate child!

"I'm just going to say it now. Jorge and I have already agreed to donate her kidney to Diana's son."

Cold sweat dripped down my face from the pain. My voice trembled as I questioned, "Then what about Cecily?"

"What else?" Mom scoffed. "She'll just die, I guess."