The Kidney They Threw Away Became a Doctor

Summary

When I opened my eyes again, I was five years old, on the very day my birth parents brought me back to the Carrington estate.

Alistair Carrington, my brother, blocked their path, his finger jabbing toward my face. “Dad, Mom, I made a mistake,” he said, his voice laced with ice. “She isn’t my sister.”

Seeing the undisguised disgust on his face, I understood instantly. Like me, he had been reborn with the memories of our past life.

Disappointment washed over my parents’ faces. They turned and walked away without a backward glance.