My Suffocating Fate

My stepsister falsely accuses me of causing her allergies to act up. My three brothers stuff me into the cramped cellar and chain the door shut. I pound on the door and beg them to let me out. It's bad enough that you keep bullying Laurie. How could you make her eat seafood when you know she's allergic to it? Isn't that just murder? Stay in there and reflect on your mistakes. My second brother, an awardwinning singer. And my third brother, a genius painter, scoffed contemptuously. It's unbelievable that someone as evil as you is making excuses to garner pity. You can stay in there and repent for your sins After that. they take our shugging stepsister to the hospital The oxygen in the cellar soon runs out and it gets difficult to breathe. Ultimately, I die in there; my brothers only remember me three days later when they bring our stepsister back from the hospital, unbeknownst to them. I've already died of a sick fascination.

You didn't know. Will pushed me from behind. I stumbled and nearly fell. Lari is allergic to seafood. Everyone in this family knows that. You did it on purpose. I didn't. You did. You're jealous of Lari, so you wanted to kill her. I was pushed to the cellar door, the door was made of iron covered in rust. Big brother, please. Ian pulled the door open. A damp, moldy smell rushed out from the cellar. Get in. I looked inside. It was pitch black. The air was cold and wet. I stepped back. Will gave me a hard push from behind. I fell into the cellar. My knees hit the ground hard. Oh! Big brother, please, I threw myself against the door, pounding desperately. I really didn't know, I swear.

I didn't even have time to react. One second I was in the kitchen holding a freshly washed bowl. The next second, Ian's hand clamped around my wrist so tightly it felt like he would crush my bones. Big? Big brother I looked up and saw his face that face was cold as ice it wasn't the coldness he showed during business negotiations it was something far more terrifying like looking at a stranger no like looking at an enemy don't call me big brother you don't deserve to will grab my shoulder from the other side his fingers digging deep into my flesh. His eyes were red, not from crying but from rage. Second brother, I turned to look at him. Shut up! Everything that comes out of your mouth makes me sick. Harry stood in front of me, blocking my way. He was holding a rope, one taken from the garden clothesline. His expression was complicatedanger, disappointment, and mostly disgust. Third brother. Don't call me third brother. Harry wrapped the rope around my hands. Once, twice. I don't have a sister. like you. I struggled desperately. I really didn't hurt Lorena. She was the one who told me to add that seasoning. Enough. Ian shoved me hard toward the end of the corridor. That direction led to the cellar. Big brother, I'm begging you. I really didn't know that seasoning contained seafood.

The sound of chains rattling came from outside. Third brother, third brother loves me the most. Please tell them to let me out. Love you. When you tried to hurt Lorena, did you ever think about whether she was in pain? The sound of chains wrapping grew denser. Second brother, I wrote a new song for you a few days ago. It's on your piano. I don't need it. Anything you write, I will never use again. There was a heavy thud, Harry moving a heavy object to block the door. My world went completely dark. My vision began to blur. I curled up behind the door, pressing my face against the cold iron. Big brother, second brother, third brother. I don't know exactly when I died. I only remember my last thought was, if there is a next life, I don't want to be anyone's sister again.

The maid wanted to say something more, but she stopped upon receiving Will's and Harry's stony gazes. That awful wench must be aware that Laurie has a seafood allergy, so she purposely made that seafood porridge. I thought she was finally going to learn to accept Laurie's presence now; it turned out she had come up with this nasty scheme. Laurie adopted a fearful expression and said hesitantly. "Rebecca was punished because of me. Wouldn't she be angry about having been locked inside the teller for so many days? "When we let her out later on. Ian had a frigid look on his face. Don't worry, Laurie. It's our fault for spoiling her too much and not educating her properly in the past. She won't bully you anymore after we've punished her this time. He took his phone out reflexively and started refreshing the chat window with my name on it. However, only messages from three days ago and older were shown in our chat history. During the past three days, I had not sent Ian a message. Nor given him a call, his eyes burned with rage. That awful wench! It's been so many days, and she hasn't even sent a message to ask about Laurie's condition.

I died in a cellar due to asphyxiation. By the time I woke up again, I found that my soul had reappeared next to my three older brothers. The three of them had just returned to our huge villa. The eldest, Ian Haldeman, and the second eldest, Will Haldeman, were holding our stepsister, Lorelei Surridge's hands. In a kind voice, one of my brothers began. "Thank goodness we got you to the hospital just in time. ". Otherwise, it might take you a longer time to recover. Harry Haldeman, my third eldest brother, sounded really concerned. The doctor has said that you're still weak; you need to gain more nutrients by having nutritious meals. He scooped a big piece of meat onto Lorelei's plate while saying that a maid standing at the side could no longer bring herself to stay silent. Mr. Ian! Ms. Rebecca has been locked inside the cellar for three days now. She hasn't made any noise for an extended period. Ian snorted and cut her off. We're celebrating Laurie's discharge from the hospital today. Why are you bringing that girl up?

Lorelei grasped Ian's hand, her voice thick with sobs. "I don't want Rebecca to misunderstand me. I just wanted her company. I never meant to take anything away from her. " Ian quickly set his phone aside and gently patted Lorelei's head. He replied. "Lori, you are far too kind. "Unlike Rebecca, she is utterly heartless and ungrateful. A cold glint flashed in Will's eyes as he thought of me. Exactly, she'd hurt her own family just to get more attention. It's absolutely malicious. Harry nodded in agreement, a sneer curling his lip. She's been locked in the cellar for three days now. If she still won't admit her mistake and get on her knees to apologize to Laurie, I'm kicking her out of this house for good. Standing to the side, listening to my brother's words, I felt only the weight of the absurd. I opened my mouth to defend myself, but no sound came out. For I was already dead. Silent tears streamed down my ethereal cheeks, hitting the floor without leaving a trace. They couldn't see me crying, they couldn't see me trembling, and they certainly couldn't see that my heart had already been ground into dust. Our parents passed away from illness when I was very young. Back then, I didn't understand what death meant. I only knew that Mom and Dad were never coming back. I cried all night and it was my brothers who took turns holding me, promising they would never leave me. From that moment on, my three brothers poured all their devotion into me. I thought that was forever. I thought they would always love me like that. I had only wanted a companion my own age. I was just so lonely. I just wanted the house to be filled with a little more laughter. I never imagined that this simple request would become the grave I dug for myself. And so, my brothers eventually found Lorelei at an orphanage to keep me company. I still remember the day she arrived timid, wearing a faded old dress, her eyes ringed with red. I took her hand and told her, "Don't be afraid. From now on, this is your home, and I am your sister. " By treating her like a sister, I had effectively handed her the dagger myself, allowing her to carve away my brother's life from me. One piece at a time.