That Fake Daughter And My Rope

Synopsis

I, the stolen true heiress, was finally home, and I was notoriously thin-skinned. The impostor daughter, Charlotte, shot me a vicious glare the moment I arrived. Then I pulled out a length of rope and prepared to hang myself right there. Charlotte broke down in terrified sobs. Forgetting to comfort her, my parents rushed to me and said carefully, "Sophia, Charlotte has apologized. Won't you forgive her?" I lifted my gaze slowly and answered, "So now I'm the one who's petty?" With a practiced motion, I finished tying the noose. I turned back, giving my parents a look of profound tragedy. I said, "If there's another chance, be more careful with your children and don't let them be taken away again."