My brother Mitchell sided with his dream girl when she accused me of bullying her. Despite being the only family member I had left, he exploded in anger and sent me away to a boarding school for so-called reformation to learn how to become a meek and obedient little sister. In time, I became exactly what he wanted—a docile sibling who never fought back, never argued. But everything changed the day he saw my medical report. He lost his mind. "Nora, I'm begging you—forgive me and let me be your brother again!"
View MoreWhen I returned home, there was no sign Maggie had ever lived there. Everything had been meticulously cleaned and restored, leaving the house exactly as I remembered it. As I walked toward the attic, Mitchell grabbed my arm. "This is your room, Nora," he said softly. "I won't let you suffer anymore." Clutching my small bundle of belongings, I shook my head. "Anywhere is fine. It doesn't matter. Once I'm better, I'll get a job and move out." His expression darkened. "Why would you want to move out? This is your home." "No, it's not," I replied, my voice steady. "This is your home. I want a place where I don't have to worry about being thrown out. I don't want to be sent away to that scary place again." Mitchell's eyes reddened as he groveled before me. "Nora, I swear—nothing like that will ever happen again. I promise." -To reassure me, Mitchell took me to a notary and transferred the house into my name. Every asset he owned, he gave to me. He stared at the scar
Mitchell's hand shot out, gripping Maggie by the throat and pinning her against the wall. His cold, murderous glare was enough to make her tremble. It was as though his rage might consume her whole. "Don't you dare say another word against Nora! You vicious woman! You stole her necklace and used it to push her to commit suicide. You even framed her for pushing you!""I didn't!""Why are you still lying?" Mitchell's voice thundered. "I've seen the footage! At the graduation party, Nora didn't push you. It was all your twisted charade! You ruined my sister, you murderer!"-Mitchell tightened his grip as he spoke. Maggie struggled at first, clawing at his hand, but her strength faded quickly as tears streamed down her face. "Let go... I didn't... do it… I'm innocent...""You call this innocent? I've seen the evidence! Give me my sister back!" Mitchell's voice cracked, raw with grief and fury."Help!" Maggie cried out, her voice hoarse, panic seeping into her words as she realized
"I found the surveillance footage outside your villa. It shows the necklace being thrown out of the window. I've sent someone to search the area, but it's been days. I don't know if we'll ever find it."Mitchell's expression cracked, barely holding together his composure. "I understand. There's one more thing. It's been a while, but I need you to look into it for me." His voice was calm, but the rest of him betrayed the storm raging inside. Mitchell slumped to the floor, overwhelmed, his mind struggling to process the news. I wondered if he would finally realize that in those last moments before I jumped, all I wanted was to hear him say, "I believe you." But he never did. That silence was the final straw that broke me. -Mitchell began sifting through the remnants of my life—everything I left behind. He lingered on the small stuffed bear, its fur worn and faded. When he found the folded notes I'd hidden inside it, his walls finally crumbled.[Mitchell, I want to go home! I
I didn't feel any pain. It all happened so quickly. There wasn't even time to register pain; instead, an unexpected sense of relief washed over me. Because now, I would never have to feel pain again. In the haze of my thoughts, I remembered the time I had fallen gravely ill not long after my mother passed away. Back then, Mitchell was frantic with worry, staying by my side day and night. Even in my fevered dreams, I often heard his voice. I could feel his large hand gently brushing my forehead as he called my name over and over. When the fever finally broke, I had opened my eyes to see Mitchell's red, swollen ones. He had been crying. "Nora, please, I'm begging you. You have to get better. Don't leave me. You're the only family I have left. If something happens to you, I don't know how I'll go on." But the loving gaze of those tear-stained eyes gradually twisted into something unrecognizable—cold and filled with disdain. "Why don't you just die?" Mitchell, I
"The hospital kept demanding payment, but I couldn't reach anyone.""What?" Mitchell frowned, but before he could say more, Maggie walked over. "Nora, come inside. Are you feeling better? Do you need money for the payment? Let me transfer it to you." "I'll handle it," Mitchell said, sending me a transfer of 15 thousand dollars. "Is that enough?" -I nodded, ready to head out and redeem my necklace. "Where are you going now?" "My necklace. I pawned it at the hospital." Before I could leave, Maggie stopped me. "It looks like it's going to rain. You just got out of the hospital, so you shouldn't run around. Let the driver handle it." I didn't want to agree, but Mitchell's stare made it clear—if I refused Maggie's suggestion, he'd be furious. The driver was gone for a long time but came back empty-handed. The nurse said the necklace was missing. I immediately rushed over to the hospital."How could it be gone? How could it just disappear? It's only been t
"Whatever Mitchell wants to do with the house is entirely up to him. The attic is fine. I can stay there," I lowered my head and spoke softly, my voice barely audible. Mitchell's expression was hard to read. He didn't seem pleased. Seeing him like this, I felt uneasy and questioned myself. I had already stepped aside in every possible way for the person he held dearest in his heart. Why was he still dissatisfied? The worst part came during dinner. The table was covered with an array of lavish dishes. Mitchell carefully served food to Maggie, who beamed with joy. I kept my head down, silently eating the plain spaghetti in front of me. "Nora, why aren't you eating anything else?" Maggie's sweet voice rang out as she reached over to place a piece of mutton on my plate. I didn't eat it, silently pushing it to the side. "Nora, do you have a problem with me? You don't even eat the food I gave you." Her expression turned hurt, and Mitchell's face immediately d
The day I returned home, the rain was pouring. My brother, Mitchell Bishop, didn't come to pick me up."Maggie's not feeling well. You'll have to get home yourself."His voice over the phone was cold and detached, devoid of any warmth.I quietly packed my things and set out for home.It had only been a year since I was sent away to boarding schooll, yet somehow, I had forgotten how to get back.The day Mitchell drove me to that place, the journey felt so short—so short, I didn't have time to explain to him that I didn't push Maggie Andrews down the stairs.So short, I couldn't calm Mitchell's fury before he shoved me into that dark, suffocating prison.But now, after walking in the rain for what felt like forever, soaked to the bone, I still couldn't find my way home.Maybe, I no longer had a home.Our parents had passed away when we were young, leaving Mitchell and me to rely on each other.But now, Mitchell had chosen Maggie over me.For more than a year, he didn't visit m
The day I returned home, the rain was pouring. My brother, Mitchell Bishop, didn't come to pick me up."Maggie's not feeling well. You'll have to get home yourself."His voice over the phone was cold and detached, devoid of any warmth.I quietly packed my things and set out for home.It had only been a year since I was sent away to boarding schooll, yet somehow, I had forgotten how to get back.The day Mitchell drove me to that place, the journey felt so short—so short, I didn't have time to explain to him that I didn't push Maggie Andrews down the stairs.So short, I couldn't calm Mitchell's fury before he shoved me into that dark, suffocating prison.But now, after walking in the rain for what felt like forever, soaked to the bone, I still couldn't find my way home.Maybe, I no longer had a home.Our parents had passed away when we were young, leaving Mitchell and me to rely on each other.But now, Mitchell had chosen Maggie over me.For more than a year, he didn't visit m...
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