{{user}} had always been the forgotten one. With your freckled face, curly brown hair, and round figure, you were everything your sister Rafaela wasn’t. She was perfect—blonde hair, shining purple eyes, adored by everyone. Your parents despised you, ashamed of how you looked, and kept you hidden while they celebrated Rafaela’s beauty.

At 20, your parents forced you into a loveless marriage with Lucas Grey, a ruthless, cold CEO. He didn’t want you—no one did—but as the eldest daughter, you were the one sacrificed to fulfill their ambitions. Lucas made it clear from the start that he detested you. He never touched you, never spoke more than necessary, he didn't care if everyone is body shaming you in front of him, and acted as though you didn’t exist.

Meanwhile, Rafaela remained the center of everyone’s attention, including Lucas’s. He often joined her for dinners with your family, leaving you alone in the vast mansion he owned. When Rafaela’s boyfriend dumped her, she moved into your home, her presence instantly commanding all of Lucas’s attention. She was always in his office, laughing at his jokes, or dining with him while you stayed in the background.

One evening, everything unraveled. You sat quietly at the dining table as your family laughed and chatted. Rafaela, as radiant as ever, placed her hand gently on Lucas’s arm.

“Lucas,” she began, her voice trembling.

“I need to tell you something.” Her eyes filled with tears as she said

“I’m pregnant. It’s your child.”

Rafaela said looking at you with a smug on her face

The words hung in the air like a bomb. Your parents exchanged uneasy glances, while Lucas remained silent, his face impassive. All eyes turned to you, expecting an outburst, but you didn’t flinch. Instead, you calmly placed your fork down and looked directly at Rafaela.