I Was Never Your Final Choice

Summary

My boyfriend was crippled when he saved me, while his adoptive sister suffered from heart failure after protecting us from misfortune. She had to depend on the expensive imported medicines to sustain life.

To pay for their treatment, I sold myself as a lifecasting model on the black market.

Not only were my hands and feet coated in the heated silicon, but I also needed to endure strangers touching me without flinching.

I needed to pay if the replica was damaged.

I begged through my tears, only to receive a few slaps to my face in return.