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Bittersweet Life

SHE Who had fair and glowing skin... Thick, long, and shiny black wavy hair... A pair of aqua-colored, sparkling eyes. And the one who'd been loved by elders, admired by children, and the pride of the family. SHE is my sister... My sister, who had everything that I don't, who got all that I want and received all that I've longed for. I hate her, but I want to be like her. Despite being a boy, I strived to be an equal to her. I've grown my hair and taken good care of my skin. I achieved the perfect replica of her. But just being only a copycat has never been enough. I lived as a living picture of her image and became the scenery of my family who misses her. I'm still not equal. Then one day, no one saw it coming... A circumstance occurred that twisted the cycle of our world which I did not expect would change everything that we used to and opened the door to the next chapter of my bittersweet life. The circumstance that crossed my path to the girl I never thought would play a huge part in my life... That one girl who spoiled me with attention and filled my empty existence with genuine affection. But... In just a blink of an eye, death took her from me. Her sudden death caused dubiety to all of us... Suicidal? No... Someone surely murdered her... But... Our only question is... . . . Who? ~~~

ElJaneDM · Realistic
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236 Chs

"It was Summer's father, right?"

Whifler once again caressed his tombstone. "Dad. Are you happy there? Well, me. I am doing fine. M-Mrs. Fuentavilla nurtured me so much."

Yes. After his father's death. Lauren took good care of Whifler. He actually became a substitute for her son who ran away. For at least, Whifler eased her pain a bit and longingness for a brief moment. Whifler distracted the old woman from being depressed and miserable. Hence, he had this kind of position in Fuentavilla's company. He had been always a part of the family.

"Father. Did you meet mom, there? Are you looking for me, huh?" Whifler's voice was cracking. "You know, dad. Things are getting complicated lately. I don't know... Uh. It's just that there was something that happened. One of my friends died which stirred everything up."

Whifler bitterly smiled. "Is she with you? If she is. Will you please tell her to help us? Because... I felt like we are slowly falling apart."

Whifler's gaze lowered. "Guess, that's all for now, Dad."