From childhood, my family raised me as a substitute for my older sister. When she became seriously ill and needed a blood transfusion, they held me down and drained an entire bag of blood from me.
After waking from a three-day coma, I found the whole family gathered around my sister’s hospital bed, laughing and chatting. I pulled out my IV and discharged myself, then sent a mass text: “Thank you for taking care of me all these years. My job as a stand-in is done.”
Three months later, at an international film festival, I stunned everyone with a diamond necklace my sister had never seen before. When reporters asked where it came from, I smiled at the livestream camera. “It was an engagement gift from my fiancé.”
As my family frantically called me, my sister’s fiancé’s voice suddenly rang out backstage: “Baby, who said you could wear the gift I gave your sister?”
