SamiSevera

Anna Lopez has spent her life struggling in poverty, while Shane Tiu, the frail heiress of a wealthy family, has lived in silent misery—bullied by her stepsisters, ignored by her father, and controlled by her stepmother.

Then one day, Anna wakes up in Shane’s body.

At first, it feels like a miracle—a second chance at life without sickness or hardship. But Shane’s world is far from perfect, and Anna refuses to be a victim. She fights back, reclaiming Shane’s place in the family and exposing the lies that kept her weak.

But as strange visions of Shane haunt her, Anna realizes the terrifying truth—Shane never got a second chance. Now, with Shane’s body thriving, Anna must decide: keep the life she’s stolen or find a way to bring Shane back.

But if she succeeds… will there still be a place for her?

Living a Second Chance as the Richest Daughter

It was hard to live in poverty—even harder to be sick while doing so. Every visit to the hospital drained more than just Anna Lopez's body; it drained her wallet, her hope. The medicines prescribed to her cost more than she could afford, but without them, she wouldn't get better.

"Are you sure you don't want to be admitted?" the nurse asked, concern laced in her voice. The doctor had already warned her—her fever was getting worse, and she needed further tests to rule out any serious infection.

Anna already knew the answer. Hospital admission meant money, and she had none.

"I'm fine," she whispered hoarsely, her throat dry from exhaustion. Before the nurse could protest, Anna turned on her heel and walked out.

Each step felt heavier than the last as she left the doctor's office. Her fever burned through her, but her thoughts were colder—how could she afford even a single pill? The few bills in her pocket were barely enough for the fare home, let alone medication.

With nowhere to go and no one to turn to, Anna wandered into the hospital's small outdoor garden and collapsed onto a bench. Her body ached, her vision blurred.

She barely noticed the girl sitting beside her until their eyes met.

The girl wore a hospital gown, her frail form leaning against the bench. She was pale, her wrists delicate, almost translucent under the dim afternoon light.

Anna, despite her own misery, blurted out, "You're sick?"

The girl turned her head and smiled weakly. "You too?"

Anna nodded. "Yeah… What do you have?"

"Cancer." The word was soft but steady.

Anna's throat tightened. Her own illness was nothing compared to that. Yet, a strange wave of jealousy washed over her—this girl, despite her sickness, at least had a family that could afford to treat her.

Anna hesitated. "Just a fever," she murmured.

The girl's tired smile didn't waver. "Get well soon."

Anna's chest clenched. She should be the one saying that. "You too," she replied, though deep down, she wasn't sure either of them would.

She went home that night, but her fever only worsened. Chills wracked her body. Nausea twisted her stomach. With no money for medicine and no one home to care for her, she curled into herself under thin sheets.

Her body burned. Her thoughts blurred.

Shane Tiu lay in her hospital bed, staring at the ceiling. Drained. Empty. Tired.

Her latest chemotherapy session had left her weaker than ever. Her stepmother, Patricia, hadn't visited. Her stepsisters, Phillipa and Phyllis, hadn't even acknowledged she was sick.

Her father? Always away. Always busy running the Tiu Empire.

The only person who ever showed up was Mr. Jing, her father's butler. He did his best, but he wasn't family. He wasn't the one Shane longed to see.

She closed her eyes, feeling the weight of the treatment pressing down on her chest. Some days, she wondered if it was even worth it anymore.

Then, she remembered the girl from earlier—the one with the same lost, hopeless eyes as her own.

Shane exhaled softly, whispering into the empty room, "I hope she's okay."

She never heard her heart monitor flatline.

Yet… only one of them will wake up.

Fading Hope