When She Stops Playing Nice

Chapter 1

“We’ve already taken 600cc. Drawing another 400cc could be deadly, the doctor warned urgently.

“She is the reason Olivia’is in this mess. If it costs her life, then so be it came a harsh reply.

In a daze, Gina Miller caught this exchange between her mother, Ella Miller, and the doctor. It felt like her heart was being ripped apart.

Gina had rescued her six brothers from a blaze, nearly losing her life. The heavens spared her, yet Ella seemed ready to act as the executioner, all for her adopted sister, Olivia Miller, who shared her rare blood type but not her bloodline.

As

Gina awoke with a splitting headache, feeling the prick of a needle on the back of her hand, she withdrew quickly. Pale and

ith a chill in her eyes, she sat up, demanding, “Don’t touch me.

Ella’s fury ignited upon seeing Gina’s defiance. She slapped her hard, yelling. “You selfish brat! Olivia rushed back worried about you after hearing about the fire, got into that accident, and now she’s losing too much blood. All your fault, so yes, it’s only fair we use your blood to save her.

‘Olivia worried? Bullshit. She probably couldn’t wait to dance on my grave/ Gina thought bitterly.

“You curse! Ever since you came back, disaster follows. The fire, Olivia’s accident, Phillip’s stroke. Are you trying to wipe us all out? Why couldn’t it have been you? Why don’t you just drop dead?” Ella raged, hand raised for another hit.

Gina had thought she had grown immune to the family’s bias and venom, but in that moment, it felt like her heart was in a vice, being crushed.

James Miller, Gina’s eldest brother, held back Ella, thinking. ‘Gina still needs to donate blood for Olivia. Can’t have her damaged now. Once she is done, killing her wouldn’t even matter.

He glared at Gina, accusing. “Always so damn jealous, picking on Olivia, who has never once held it against you. Got no heart? It’s just a bit of blood.”

They’re asking for a bit of blood? No, they’re

Miller, tried coaxing her. “Gina, the hospital is out of blood, and getting more would take too long. Olivia can’t wait. Give

offered her designs to save the

following a little coaxing, and credited Olivia with the success. The line was a hit, but the credit went to Olivia, the thief.

justice, the family rallied behind Olivia, the wrongdoer.

coincidental similarities.”

icy as she

That position was for Olivia. We’re handing it to you on a silver platter, and you’re still ungrateful?

I helped because

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knocked some sense into Gina, making her mind even clearer.

belongs to Olivia. I grew up in an orphanage. I never had a

of any hope for affection from her so–called family. She closed her eyes in despair, and when he opened them again, all that remained was

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lost his patience. “Olivia is on death’s door. Quit the bullshit and tie her lown! If 400cc ain’t

waiting for? Do it!” Liam barked

was to save lives, not risk them, yet defying the Miller. amily

trembling and on the verge of tears, begged Gina, “Miss Miller, please. Just

Gina, locking eyes with him, her gaze icy, spat out, “I told you, don’t fucking

me!”

recovered

Gina was quicker, catching his wrist in a vice grip.

knees buckling, landing him in a beap at Gina’s feet.