My Parents Swapped My Perfect SAT Score with My Twin Sister’s

The SAT scores were finally released. I, who had always been a straight-A student, scored a miserable 580.

For the first time in my life, my parents actually held me in their arms, gently comforting me: "It's okay, sweetie. We'll pay for an elite prep school so you can retake it next year."

With my eyes welling up with tears, I promised them, "I will definitely get into a top-tier school next year. I won't let you down."

They prepared a lavish dinner and, with warm smiles, told me to get some early rest.

Late that night, I heard laughter coming from my parents' bedroom.