The Pet My Family Gave Me Was the Secret Behind Her Miracle Recovery Chapter 01
On the very first day after my biological parents brought me home, they gave me a baby kangaroo.
My mother looked at me and smiled.
“We had to pull a lot of strings to get him. He was born and raised in captivity, so he’s safe to keep. Your father and I hope that from now on, you’ll grow up to be just as strong as he is.”
Nearby, Serena Vane, the fake heiress who had taken my place for years, sat in her wheelchair and watched me with a gentle smile.
I accepted the unusual gift, deeply moved.
I had no idea it was the beginning of my nightmare.
Wanting to prove how much I treasured my parents, I did everything I could to take good care of the kangaroo.
But the better I treated him, the more viciously he attacked me.
At first, he knocked things over and accidentally injured me in the process.
Then he began hitting me directly.
Eventually, while I was asleep, he punched me so hard that I ended up in the hospital.
Terrified, I finally broke down and told my parents what had been happening.
Instead of believing me, they looked at me with obvious displeasure.
“Did you do something to him?” my mother asked coldly. “Otherwise, why does he only attack you?”
My father frowned. “We know you had a hard life before we found you, Sloane, but that doesn’t mean you can take it out on an animal. Are you really so emotionally messed up that you’d abuse a pet?”
And so, every day, I lived with the kangaroo’s attacks and my parents’ accusations.
My mental state deteriorated more and more.
Meanwhile, Serena, who had suffered from a serious heart condition for years, somehow began looking healthier by the day.
In the end, I couldn’t take it anymore.
Desperate and completely broken, I jumped to my death.
Only after I died did I learn the truth.
The kangaroo and Serena had been bound by a Soul-Linked Parasitism contract.
Every time the kangaroo attacked me, it siphoned away a portion of my life force and transferred it to Serena.
Little by little, my life was drained away.
And when I finally died, Serena went from being a heart patient to a perfectly healthy woman.
Fueled by overwhelming hatred, I was reborn.
And this time, the moment I saw my parents handing me that baby kangaroo, I didn’t hesitate.
I drove a knife straight into its heart.
…
“Sloane, this is the gift your father and I picked out especially for you.”
My mother’s familiar voice snapped me out of my daze.
“You’ve suffered so much over the years. We just hope that from now on, you’ll be as strong as this little guy.”
I stared at the baby kangaroo in front of me.
It looked completely harmless, its round eyes darting innocently from side to side.
In my previous life, it had started out tiny, barely a foot tall.
But every time it attacked me, it grew a little bigger.
And every time it did, Serena’s complexion improved.
Back then, I never suspected a thing.
I thought the kangaroo was simply growing.
It wasn’t until after my death that I learned the truth.
The kangaroo had been bound to Serena.
She could control it and use it to hurt me, stealing my energy to nourish her own body.
The more I suffered, the stronger she became.
And once I died, her illness would disappear completely.
I looked at my parents.
Their faces were full of anticipation as they waited for my reaction.
A bitter ache spread through my chest.
I had once believed that being brought back to this family meant I finally had a home.
Now I knew the truth.
From the very beginning, I had been nothing more than a pawn.
When I didn’t respond, impatience flickered in my parents’ eyes.
Serena quickly rolled her wheelchair closer.
“Sloane, what’s wrong?” she asked anxiously. “Don’t you like Roo?”
I smiled.
“Of course I do. How could I possibly dislike something Mom and Dad gave me?”
I reached out and took Roo.
The second my hands touched him, he threw a punch straight at my face.
At my eye.
But this time, I was ready.
I dodged.
Then, using the momentum, I slammed Roo onto the floor.
Roo let out a sharp cry of pain.
At the same time, Serena screamed.
She clutched her chest, her face turning deathly pale.
