Sister Begs to Swap Lives for My Man

Summary

My sister was a swan, and I was the ugly duckling.

My parents were always comparing us. "Look at your sister, and then look at you."

Even the boy next door, who I'd grown up with, used to say, "Gennifer's like a princess, and you're like the servant who takes care of her."

I didn't like it, so I asked him why.

He sniffled and said, "Because you look... messy."

Until the day I went to that party.

My parents dragged my sister over to the hosts, trying their best to sell her, praising her to the skies.

I shrank into a corner, staring at the imported cookies on the table, my mouth watering.