After My Memory Was Released to the Public, My Good Adopted Sister Stopped Pretending

When the earthquake hit, I tried my best to drag my hungover mother and brother out of the rubble. But the first thing they did when they came out was to send their adopted daughter for treatment with an injured arm. And I was thrown into the ruins covered in blood, They think I have the strength to pull them out, so they have the strength to leave. But I ignored my hands covered with blood and my belly penetrated by steel bars. I also ignored the small fluctuations on the ground that symbolized aftershocks...