Chaerin’s POV

That summer, I was bicycling with my parents. I can’t remember how many times I fell to the ground also how much attention my parents gave to me. They didn’t even bother to look for a screaming girl’s voice behind them. I never really thought I will live this way. And it’s been like 22 freaking years I live in pain. Until someday, I heard their conversation. I accidentally heard it. They’re talking about business and the topics changed into a serious matter. About me being an adopted daughter. You wouldn’t know how I feel that time. I’m just 14th and I had to bear those ugly truths. It’s like a drama. My life has always been a drama. I just hope it’s not going to end sadly. At least, not with me being here in Seoul. I hate to heard that my family abandoned me and gave me to Lee’s couple in Seoul when they just married. My parents are my real parent’s  secret agents in Seoul. It might sounds crazy or what, but it happens. And I’m a still living victim here. That’s why I have always hate Europe and all the bulls of my family there. But to be honest, there is one thing I want to know from them, directly, why they sent me away from Europe? Don’t they love me? Why it seems like I’ll always be the second person that people’s need. And the thought of Jiyong oppa and Dara unnie going to Europe somehow irks me. I want to meet them. But I don’t know how to meet them. Things have been more complicated. My parents know I’m not their daughter. My