A boy sat in front of me. Blonde hair like mine, but with sky-blue eyes, which greatly differed from my steel ones. Those beautiful eyes were focused on resolving a complex 5.000 puzzle.

“Bwoter, look! Ebby made sky!”

The little boy gazed at me with such an earnest gaze. He gave me a beaming smile.

Such an angel.

“Wow, Evan is amazing!”

And he really was. How many children would solve such a thing when only 2 and a half years old? Well, I could, but I’m not a true child after all.

“Ah, bwother! “

The little guy went running to the other side of the room. A little table was there. He took a paper from it.

“Give bwother! “

On the paper, there was the drawing of two little boys holding hands. The little guy’s artistic abilities would make many adults jealous. How adorable.

To think I would have to leave such a cute creature behind...

But I can’t lose my freedom.

I praised the little guy for a while. He was thrilled, giving me many angelic laughs before going back to the puzzle of before.

I kept looking at him, but my mind was in another place. This peaceful time was the best to sort out my thoughts.

To make the best escape plan.

I heard steps, and so did the boy. He raised his head from the puzzle. A woman entered the room. Blonde hair and cold blue eyes. She was Evan’s and this body’s “egg donor”.

Why don’t I call her mother?

Because she never saw us as her children. Only as potential heirs. I could see it in her cold eyes, but Evan was too young to notice it. His child instincts told him she was his mother and that every mother should love their kids. And so he gave another beaming smile and went running to the woman.

“Mom, mom, look! Ebby made the sky!”

“You still didn’t finish such a simple puzzle? Your brother was already solving advanced puzzles at your age. How disappointing.“

Evan’s soothing smile disappeared instantly.

This b*tch.

Who does she think she is to say my little angel is disappointing?

I want to punch her.

But I can’t.

Not until I get out of the clutches of this family.

However, I can’t just let her bully my little angel.

It’s their fault that this little boy will grow up with a distorted personality.

What to do?

I didn’t want to show the masterpiece Ethan gave me to this b*tch but I couldn’t let him be bullied anymore!

“Mom, look at the drawing Evan gave me! Isn’t it good? Evan is so dexterous! Even Jude can’t do it! Evan will surely become an amazing alpha!”

For now, let’s rub her ego. Jude is a kid a little older than this body. He is the son of an old family, with a pedigree that made the woman envious. Surely hearing that “her child” was better than such a child would make the woman happy.

And of course, with such earnest eyes showing so much admiration and affection for his little brother, looking at her would make her very uncomfortable.

The woman avoided anything that had to do with showing affection to her children like a plague. There was no space for maternal love in her heart, only the desire of making the perfect heir. The perfect alpha.

As I predicted, after murmuring a “so you’re not so useless after all” she left the room.

“Bwother! “

I hugged the little guy. He had such a f*cked up family. I wanted to help him. Give him warmth. And not let him grow with a disgusting personality like this body’s parents.

But my time is running out.

I’m currently 5 years old. I only have five years left to get out of this family before my future becomes bleak.

My name is Nolan Riverstone, and I reincarnated into an omegaverse story.