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My younger sister was diagnosed with leukemia during a routine physical at my hospital. The perfect bone marrow match was me. On impulse, I lied and told my family that I was the one who was sick. What followed shattered the last illusion I had about them. My mother said donation was too risky for my sister. My father told me not to drag her down and even demanded I transfer my house and car to her before I died. My sister coldly said treatment might fail anyway, so I might as well accept my fate. After years of telling myself they still loved me, I was finally forced to face the truth: they never did. But when they discovered the patient was actually their precious younger daughter, they came crawling back—begging, threatening, and trying to force me to sacrifice everything. This time, I chose myself.