The day I found out I had leukemia,my first reaction wasn't to cry.It was relief I wasn't their

The day I found out I had leukemia, my first reaction wasn't to cry. It was relief I wasn't their biological son anyway. If I died, at least I wouldn't know anyone, anything. When I was 6, my younger brother and I fought over a limited edition robot model. Mom dragged me into a corner and told me, spacing out every word, you aren't our real son. Everything you have in this house is a favor we've done for you. After that, I never asked them for another thing. My brother got new sneakers. I wore his hand me downs. He took piano lessons while I washed dishes in the kitchen to earn money for breakfast the next morning. I lived like a suitcase someone had left with the family, packed and ready to be collected at any moment. After my diagnosis, the doctor told me a bone marrow transplant offered my best chance, preferably with a match from an immediate family member. I didn't tell anyone at home. Instead, I secretly searched for my biological parents while using seven years of savings to put a down payment on my own burial plot. Then last night happened. I was running a fever of 103 degrees. When I stumbled toward the kitchen for water, passing my parents bedroom, I heard them talking. Do you think we went too far back then, mom asked. Our oldest acts more and more like a stranger, dad sighed. What choice did we have? Nolan's adopted If we hadn't convinced miles he wasn't our biological son, why would he ever have given into Nolan?#revenge #redditstories #redditreadings #revengestory #reddit_tiktok #askredditstories #relationship #revengereturns #reddit #drama