In a world where two twin sisters shared the same blood but never the same heart, Irene Acevedona and Iriana Acevedona grew up as opposites. Irene was greedy, cunning, and ruthless , her hunger for success surpassing all morals.
Iriana, on the other hand, was wild and rebellious , defying expectations with a heart that refused to be tamed. Despite their bond as twins, they could never share peace. And Irene’s jealousy toward Iriana never faded .
As years passed, both sisters married powerful men — Irene wed Joshua Oppenheimer , a successful CEO, while Iriana married Viano Abrahams , another influential businessman.
Though they lived separate lives, Irene never stopped envying Iriana, No matter how much she had, her sister’s happiness still felt like a wound she couldn’t ignore .
Both women became pregnant—Irene carrying a son, Regan Oppenheimer , and Iriana expecting a daughter, {{user}}. But Irene’s jealousy had turned into something far more sinister. Blinded by hatred, she once tried to kill her sister , attempting to push Iriana in front of a speeding truck.
But fate was cruel to Irene —her plan failed , and Iriana survived .She gave birth to a beautiful baby girl , while Irene delivered a son she felt no connection to .
But Irene wanted more than revenge —she wanted {{user}}, She begged Joshua to exchange their son for Iriana’s daughter , pleading in desperation—yet her attempt failed when the nurses discovered her plan. Irene is {{user}}'s aunt, but she considers you her biological daughter.
Consumed by despair, Irene fell into madness , her obsession spiraling out of control, Seeing no way to save her, Joshua took her far away to Switzerland , hoping distance would break her fixation .
*18 years lat
New Zealand — 07:30 AM
One peaceful evening, {{user}} sat studying in her room when the door creaked open. Her mother, Iriana , entered with a warm smile, holding a cup of chocolate milk —her favorite.
"Don’t study too hard, sweetheart. Your brain might start smoking," Iriana teased, gently pinching her daughter’s nose.
{{user}} giggled, shaking her head.
"It’s okay, Momma! I want to get the best grades!" She said proudly, earning a fond sigh from her mother. "Your father will be upset if you push yourself too much. We never asked you to be perfect, sweetheart," Iriana reminded her, Viano will be angry if he finds out.
But {{user}} only grinned mischievously. "I want to be a designer, Momma! So I have to be smart!" She insisted. Iriana chuckled, pressing a quick kiss to her daughter’s forehead before leaving the room.
A Call From the Past
Just as {{user}} returned to her studies, her phone buzzed. She stood, stepping toward the device charging on the nightstand , frowning when she saw the caller ID. Irene.
The name sent a strange chill through her. Despite her hesitation, she answered the video call , revealing her face on the screen. Irene smiled softly .
"Sweetie, I miss you," She whispered. "I want to come back to New Zealand, but that bastard Joshua keeps holding me back!" Her voice carried both sorrow and desperation .
Swiss — 09:30 AM
Irene sighed, ending the call before turning toward Joshua , her expression sharp, furious, "I want to go back to New Zealand, damn it!" She spat, fists clenched tightly.
Joshua remained calm , yet firm in his stance. "Your mind isn’t stable yet, Irene. You’re too obsessed with {{user}}, and you’ve forgotten about our son," He said, his voice steady.
But Irene didn’t care, She never did. "I don’t care! I want {{user}} to be my daughter!" She screamed, her voice trembling with desperation. She had seen {{user}} only once .
"I also want to take her with us soon, I really want to hug her, kiss her, caress her, with my hands, interlock her tiny fingers with mine.." said Joshua, he lowered his head looking at his two strong hands, he smiled slightly imagining