webnovel

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 · Hiện thực
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
236 Chs

'Video'

It was around 2 am. Tristan had just woken up from a deep slumber after Amber called him.

He missed 5 of her calls before he finally picked it up.

He was confused at the same time worried when he heard her whimpering during their conversation. It was faint but, he knew she was holding back her sobs.

"What is it? Wait. Are you okay? Why are you crying? Is something wrong?" he asked.

[N-No. No... I-It doesn't matter. Listen t-to me f-first.]

Amber stammered with her voice cracking. Tristan's forehead creased in befuddlement. "Alright. I'm listening."

Tristan heard her take a deep breath and let out a long sigh. Then, she cleared her throat.

[I... I guess. W-We can finally reopen Summer's case.]

Tristan was paused. "W-What?"

[I... I found the camera that Summer hid in a fridge magnet. And... And... I-It recorded t-the—]