Chapter 2

I tried to appease Camala, but she acted like she was possessed and kept trying to drag me to the door.

At that moment, I figured something out. She probably had hired the drunkard.

She always found me an eyesore because of Gloria. So, she was putting up with this act to have the drunkard kill me.

I was in despair.

Despite returning to the past, was I still unable to escape the fate of being tortured to my death by a drunkard?

In the previous cycle, even though I managed to escape from the drunkard, I still ended up dying at the hands of other drunkards.

I had called my brothers behind Camala’s back. Once they heard me crying for help, they sent their bodyguards to capture the drunkard in time, and I managed to survive.

But Gloria did not see my brothers even when the curtains closed, and she thought she had been abandoned, so she decided to stab herself with a prop.

She died on the spot.

I was really sad during the funeral. My brothers held me tightly to comfort me. “Don’t blame yourself. At the very least, you’re safe.”

But that day, they had me kidnapped, and they gave me over to a group of drunkards.

My big brother, Saul Handel’s, eyes gleamed in the darkness that day. It was terrifying.

“How could you still have the galls to live?”

Klein Handel, my second brother, grabbed my hair and hissed, “That was just a drunkard. You could have just chased him away. Did you really have to call us back?

“You video called to prove that you’re more important, didn’t you?

“Look! Gloria’s dead now! You’re not getting out of this alive either!”

Multiple pairs of hands groped me, and my clothes were torn apart.

I held my tears back and tried to defend myself.

“I wasn’t thinking anything like that! I just instinctively thought of asking you two for help when I was in danger!

“If I had known that the theater performance was more important than Gloria’s own life, I would have just died!”

My brothers and I depended on each other as we grew up. In order to survive, we did our best. We would never give up on our own lives that easily.

When I learned that Gloria had actually chosen to end her own life because my brothers did not watch her performance, I was stunned and speechless.

But what shocked me even more was that my brothers would send me to my death because of this!

The rough hands moved over my body, and I felt so humiliated that I wanted to die. I wanted Saul to just kill me.

But Saul just chuckled.

“When you played that trick, you should have expected this!

“Have fun with her. Once she’s dead, you’ll be rewarded.”

They then left. Before long, Klein came back.

I felt a little hope at that.

But he took out several knives and impaled my limbs with them instead. I screamed, and he was satisfied.

“You can’t play any of your tricks now, you conniving witch!”

I was pinned to the floor, and my heart was filled with sorrow and pain as those people had their way with me.

I remembered that when Gloria joined the family, my brothers swore that I would always remain their precious sister, and I believed them.

But in the end, I was just a clown.

The knocks pulled my mind back to the present. I sucked in a few breaths and calmed down. Camala was old, after all. After trying her best to drag me over to the door, she was exhausted.

I seized the chance to bite down on her hand before I broke free and ran to the bedroom.

I immediately locked the door and left Camala outside while she raged and yelled at me.

Just when I finally regained my freedom, my legs went limp, and I slid on the floor.

I felt hope fill my entire being.

This was my first step toward success. This time, I was going to survive!

But suddenly, I heard the door handle turn.