It wasn't until my heart started giving out that my long-lost family finally decided to bring me home.

On my eighteenth birthday, the Valerius crime family found me, claiming I was their long-lost daughter.

They booked out an entire hospital, flying in top doctors from around the globe, all just to find a match for me and Caleb, their son, who had a heart condition.

When the report flashed "perfect match," my so-called mother, Eleanor, hugged me, tears streaming down her face.

"Oh, Serena, this is wonderful! Your brother is saved!"

But the night before the surgery, she brought me a bowl of sleeping draught, her eyes chilling as she said: