Chapter 3
In the corner of the Lombart’s residence, a figure emerged, faintly reflected in the cracked mirror on the dressing table.
She seemed to be uttering something, so I leaned in to hear.
“Help me!”
On November 24, 2016. It was Thanksgiving.
I returned home to find Kellie cuddling with Adam, acting quite spoiled.
It was the first time I witnessed my parents looking at someone with such adoration.
When Adam noticed me, he beckoned me over and explained that Kellie was the child my parents had raised me before.
They had gone abroad earlier to spare my feelings and had only come back for the festival to meet me.
They advised me not to be resentful.
Adam also mentioned that he would treat both of his little sisters equally from now on.
I nodded blankly as Kellie took my hand.
Suddenly, she screamed–blood was gushing from her palm.
Then, I was slapped across the face. They all accused me of being cruel and bullying her.
But I hadn’t done anything at all!
On December 25, 2016, Kellie was determined to celebrate Christmas and received a lot of gifts.
With the money I earned from my part–time job, I bought presents for my parents, my brother, and Kellie as well.
However, before I had the chance to give them out, the gifts ended up in
the trash.
Holding Kellie close, my brother soothingly said, “Shh, it must have been a maid who brought this stuff in. How could such cheap junk be suitable for my beautiful and precious sister?”
When I went to retrieve them, Kellie exclaimed, “Oh my god, didn’t Mom and Dad give you money? Why are you picking up trash!”
My brother then approached and told me to stop causing a scene.
On January 27, 2017, during a family gathering, my brother asked about my future plans, and I mentioned my aspiration to attend a reputable university.
He promised me a gift for that day.
However, after I received my acceptance letter, I fainted after drinking a glass of wine.
Upon waking up, I was terrified to find a crowd around me.
They claimed I had started the situation and threatened to distribute photos if I informed my brother.
Frightened and overwhelmed, I returned home only to be physically assaulted.
They accused me of being shameless and unfaithful.
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Even my brother, who always vowed to protect me, looked at me with hurtful eyes.
I wanted to reveal the truth but was too scared…
February 14, 2017.
I saw Kellie kissing a photo of my brother.
She told me she loved him.
And she told me not to always cling to him.
Kyle was stunned for a long moment.
Reading the words, he saw only a girl starved for family affection, constantly pushed aside.
Even the brother she’d trusted as her sole refuge no longer protected her.
He couldn’t understand–why had a girl so desperate for love become a reviled “bitch” in everyone’s eyes?
A girl on the crew began to cry softly.
At this point, the curses in the live stream showed no signs of stopping.
“Could Amy really be in love with her own brother? Is that why she drugged him?”
“This is so messed up–her brother was kind to her, and this is what she tried to do?”
“No wonder she later went after Kellie. Was she jealous because her brother was with their adopted sister?”
Absolutely disgusting!”
Chisptar
“Even if she was desperate for love, how could she do something so horrible?”
Once again, Kyle’s comment section was inundated with abusive remarks.
The crystal ball in his hand started to spin wildly before suddenly breaking apart.
What was going on?
The group, who had been cursing just moments earlier, was taken aback by the unexpected turn of events.
Kyle’s expression grew intensely serious. While the others might not grasp the situation, he knew precisely what it signified.
The crew members swiftly became vigilant, scanning the area and adopting defensive positions.
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