I Died In Their Mansion, I Refused To Go Back

Synopsis

When I was seven, a fire broke out at the orphanage. It happened that the Shaw family was there that day to do charity work. Jessica Shaw's face was ruined while she was playing with me. The Shaw family didn't blame me, and they even adopted me. Everyone said I was so lucky, and this could have been a Cinderella story for me. But no one knew that beneath my clothes, my body was covered in scars. Every time Jessica looked in the mirror, she'd put a blade to me. "It's all your fault, you bitch! Why did you smile at me? Why did you play with me?" Jessica shouted. Eric Shaw, Jessica's brother, lowered his eyes, and there was not a trace of warmth in his voice. "Anna Shaw, you're the one who hurt Jessica. You should be ashamed of yourself," Eric said. When I was an adult, Eric even forced me to have his child. Simply because Jessica wanted to use a baby's skin to replace hers. I didn't want my child to follow the same road I did. So, on the day I was to give birth, I threw myself from a high building and took my baby with me. When I opened my eyes again, I was surprisingly back to the very day the orphanage caught fire.