Finding Love In A Scripted Betrayal

I was the black sheep of the wealthy Jenkins family, the villain in my adopted sister Jami's perfect story. Everyone adored her, the sweet, innocent heroine. I was just the difficult one.

Then, a system uploaded itself into my brain, showing me the script of my life. It wasn't just a story where I was the bad guy-it was a detailed blueprint for my entire family's destruction, all orchestrated by Jami.

The script showed how she would drive one brother to suicide, frame another for a crime he didn't commit, and leave me for a gruesome "accidental" death, making her the sole heir to their fortune.

My family saw her as an angel. They were completely blind, worshiping the very monster who was plotting to bury them all.

But the system that showed me this horrifying future also gave me a weapon. It let me hear their thoughts.

And then, at the family gala, I realized something even better.

They could hear mine.