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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? ~~~

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'Choke Mark'

Harry sighed out of frustration. "Why did a lazy man like me choose this career? Was I possessed at that time?"

Harry jolted up and sat properly as he held the steering wheel.

'No. No. This is not the time to rethink my life choices. Let's work hard and get this over with!'

Harry was about to drive when someone knocked on his car's window. His brows furrowed as he saw only the neck of her— based on the clothes, he knew that someone was a female.

He nearly jumped in surprise after she tilted her body and leaned her face to the window— it was Amber.

Her smiling face greeted him as their eyes met. "I was about to call you to meet with you but, I guess I don't have to do it."

Harry opened the door of his car— at the passenger side of the car where Amber was standing— and let Amber enter. "Why do you want to meet?"

"Huh?" Amber comfortably sat on the seat and secured herself with the seatbelt. "Didn't you the one who told me to call you if I'm ready? Though, I didn't call you."