Listening to their criticisms, I really wanted to ask, as the elder sister, must I always unconditionally yield to my younger sister?
Was it wrong not to want to marry in her place?
But I was already dead, and the dead cannot speak.
I didn't even have the chance to question them.
A month ago, my sister was caught dating two men at once, and one of them threatened to take revenge on her.
My sister became anxious and turned to me.
I told Mom and Dad about this.
They didn't believe me at all.
My mother looked at me mockingly, "I never thought you could be so malicious, making up lies like this to ruin your sister's reputation."
My father snorted coldly, "You can't even lie properly, truly stupid and foolish."
They locked me in a dark storage room, saying it was to teach me a lesson.
I was locked in there for a whole day and night.
At night, they were laughing and playing in their room while I leaned against the door of the storage room, swallowed by darkness and hunger.
It was so similar to now.
This time, how long would it take them to find me?
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When I was let out, my parents were comforting my sister.
She was hugging them, tears streaming down her face, "Mom, Dad, I'm so scared."