I got a high fever. I cried all night and said I didn’t steal it, but she didn’t believe me. The next day, my sister hired the best lawyer and took me to court.
Renata was my biological sister, but in court she stood on Leonhart’s side, speaking for him as his witness. In the end, I was sentenced to three years. Under the law, I became a thief.
Before I entered prison, our relatives and even the lawyer told my sister not to push the case that far. No matter what, I was her real brother. If I went to jail for three years, my life would be ruined.
Yet, my sister insisted. She didn’t care if people distanced themselves from her. She still sent me to prison.
“Rein won’t be ruined by this. I work hard so I can support him. Even if his life is ruined, I can take care of him forever. But he stole something. He must learn a lesson!”
During the three years, Renata visited me every month, always asking if I understood my mistake.
I never met her. I only asked the guard to deliver a message to her: [I never stole anything.]
“Your sister doesn’t believe you,” said the prison guard each time my sister left the