My best friend said she wanted to be my stepmom.

I thought she was joking.I told her to work harder.

　　Until she killed my mom and seduced my dad.

　　Finally, she pushed me down the stairs with a smile on her face.

　　"See Lily, I'm a man of my word."

　　1

　　"I envy you Lily, your family is so rich and your dad still spoils you."

　　Rachel held my hand and suddenly said, "How about I become your stepmother?"

　　She said the same thing in her last life.

　　She envied my rich family and felt sorry for me for being neglected by my mom.

　　She said that if she were my stepmother, she would love me and take care of me.

　　I thought it was a joke between friends and told Rachel to give it a try.

　　"My mom doesn't love me anyway. If you become my stepmom, we can still play together every day."

　　"When my dad dies, we'll split the family fortune!"

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　　It wasn't until my mom had a heart attack and Rachel, who was staying at my house, flushed my mom's medicine down the toilet.

　　I realized she was serious.

　　Rachel's hand was warm, but I only felt sticky and uncomfortable on the back of my hand.

　　Shaking off her hand violently, I stood up, "you are evil and disgusting"

　　Today happens to be the dormitory get-together.

　　I raise my voice and the two remaining roommates look over.

　　"What's wrong Lily?"

　　Rachel was taken aback by me, biting her lip in aggravation.

　　"Don't be mad Lily, I was just kidding."

　　I sneered.

　　"My mom isn't dead yet, I don't need you making jokes like that about being my step mom."

　　2

　　Rachel and I have always been close.

　　I would buy anything she liked and give it to her.

　　Rachel said more than once that she envied me, saying that it would be nice if she were that rich.

　　I comforted her, "I'll support you."

　　Now that I think about it, I just feel funny.

　　I finished the check and left the restaurant.

　　Rachel's apology message popped up on my phone and I could almost imagine her face.

　　"I'm sorry Lilly, I was wrong, I won't say anything like that again."

　　"You forgive me Lilly, I wouldn't dare make that joke again."

　　I didn't reply, instead I scrolled up through the chat logs.

　　A week ago when Rachel and I were hanging out, we met my dad at some restaurant.

　　He was out to dinner with his partner and dragged me to say hi to him.

When I got back to my dorm room that night, Rachel was looking at a picture of my dad on her phone.

　　"No way, Lily, your dad is so handsome?"

　　Rachel's words also aroused the interest of the other two roommates.

　　I was so proud of them that I found a picture of my mom and dad when they were young.

　　My roommates gasped in awe, but Rachel tsked.

　　"I feel like your dad is still handsome and has the flavor of a mature man."

　　Rachel said, "But it feels like your mom is average looking, not quite worthy of your dad."

　　My mom and I don't have a good relationship, and Rachel knows that.

　　So when she said that, I didn't get angry, instead I smiled.

　　"Yeah, well, it's a good thing I look like my dad."

　　After that day, Rachel kept asking me about my dad.

　　She even asked me for a lot of pictures of my dad.

　　When I asked her about it, she just said, "I have a blogger I follow that's doing one of those uncle boyfriend pitches."

　　"I'll take your dad's photo and submit it, and there's a couple hundred bucks bonus if it gets selected."

To be honest,I don't care about this money.

　　But Rachel was so happy, I didn't say anything.

　　Until after my mom died.

　　I found out that Rachel's cell phone desktop was a wedding photo of my parents that I sent to her.

　　And the side that was supposed to be my mom's was cut off by Rachel and replaced with a picture of herself smiling happily in a little white dress.

　　It was disgusting.