Reborn With My Enemy Sister

I still remember the icy river water pulling me under while Emily laughed on the shore. That laughter was sharp and piercing—completely unlike the fragile act she usually put on. I know she was the one who pushed me. This wasn't the first time. In my past life, my name was Emma Tower, and she was my twin sister, Emily Tower. From as far back as I can remember, she just couldn't stand to see me happy. When I scored better than her on exams, she would wait until I fell asleep and tear up my homework. The new dress Mom bought me would always have a few more holes by the next day. The worst part was, even though she knew I was afraid of water, she deliberately pushed me into the river. But Mom and Dad always took her side. They kept saying Emily was weaker than me, so I should be the one to give in to her. Even the boyfriend I'd been with for three years was eventually stolen by her. That day, I caught them hugging, and all the resentment I'd bottled up for over ten years exploded at once. I rushed at Emily and struggled with her, and in the chaos, we both fell off the balcony. In the last moment before losing consciousness, I had only one thought: I hated them, and I hated myself for not being born into a better family. If only back then, I could have been my aunt Trinity Williams's daughter. Trinity Williams is the wife of Dad's cousin, Matthew Tower; she's always so gentle. When I was little, I was bullied by Emily until I cried; only she would crouch down to wipe my tears and secretly slip me candy. More than once, I fantasized how wonderful it would be if she were my mother. I never expected this wish to actually come true. The next time I became conscious, I found myself in a warm, soft place. There was a steady heartbeat around me, and gentle voices speaking. "Are you being a good baby for me today?" It was Trinity's voice! I suddenly realized—I had been reborn, and had reincarnated inside Trinity's womb! A wave of immense joy surged over me, and I couldn't help moving slightly. "Ah, she kicked me!" Trinity's voice brimmed with delight. "Matthew, come feel!" A warm hand gently rested on the spot where I was—it was Matthew. "Our daughter is really full of life." His voice was filled with tender affection. So they already knew I was a girl—and they were so happy. It was completely different from the disappointment my parents showed in my past life when they found out I was a girl. I curled up peacefully, feeling a warmth I had never known before. But this warmth didn't last long before the hospital room door was pushed open. The footsteps were very familiar—it was my former birth mother, Miranda Sheen. She walked over to Trinity's hospital bed, her gaze strange. "Sis, your pregnancy seems to be very stable." Miranda's voice was a bit stiff. Trinity smiled and nodded, "Just so so, just occasionally I would feel tired." Miranda was silent for a moment, then suddenly stared at Trinity's belly and said, "Some things that aren't yours, no matter how hard you try to snatch them, you can't take away." My heart tightened. What did she mean by that? Could it be that she also remembers the past life? Trinity didn't notice anything was wrong and kept talking to her about pregnancy precautions. Miranda didn't stay long before leaving, but before she went, she glanced once more at where I was, her eyes full of complicated emotions. This time, I will never let Emily bully me again, nor will I get entangled with Miranda or Adam Tower, my former father. Trinity, from now on, you are my only mother.