MasukMy father's adopted daughter was only locked in the cramped storage closet for around fifteen minutes, yet he punished me by tying me up and throwing me inside. He even sealed off the ventilation with towels. "As Wendy's older sister, if you can't take care of her, then you should also experience how scared she was," he declared coldly. He knew I was claustrophobic, but my desperate pleas for mercy, my terror, were met with nothing but heartless reprimands. "Let this be a lesson on how to be a good sister." As the last sliver of light disappeared, swallowed by the oppressive darkness, I struggled helplessly. A week passed before my father finally remembered my existence and decided it was time to end my punishment. "Let's hope this week served as a good lesson for you, Jennifer. If this happens again, you will no longer be allowed in this house." He would never know that I had already taken my last breath in that suffocating room. My body had begun to rot in the darkness.
Lihat lebih banyakWhen we reached the police station, I tried to follow them into the interrogation room, but an invisible force stopped me. My spirit seared with pain every time I tried to push through, a sensation I hadn’t felt in a long time. It was unbearable.I wanted to see him plead guilty to his crimes.I tried repeatedly to push past, but it was no use. Each attempt made my spirit feel like it was on fire, and the pain became too much to bear.Over the next few days, I spent my time pacing outside the station doors, hoping to overhear information from the officers coming and going.I couldn’t gather much, but I did hear some wonderful news.There was sufficient evidence to charge my father with murder, and he had pleaded guilty. His sentencing was imminent, and it was likely he’d face death row.His company was also under investigation for tax evasion.I thought Wendy might be released, but the police had discovered she was responsible for her cousin’s death. She had pushed him into the
The crash startled them both.My father sat up first, hastily straightening his clothes. He scanned the room, exhaling in relief when he saw they were alone.I was shocked too—I hadn’t expected to be able to grab things. Instinctively, I decided to test this newfound ability.“Ah! A ghost!” Wendy shrieked, spotting a shadow.I froze, stunned. Can she see me?After a moment, Wendy seemed to realize there was nothing there. She reached out and wrapped her arms around my father’s waist.“Hug me. I’m scared.”Suddenly, she was on his lap, and her top was on the ground.I watched, horrified, as the atmosphere shifted, their movements growing intimate. Soft sighs and whimpers filled the room.How I wished I were blind and deaf.Just as the two were lost in the throes of passion, the door burst open.My father, startled, fumbled and soiled his pants. Wendy scrambled to grab a nearby pillow to cover herself, staring in shock at the policeman who stood at the doorway.The officers,
“You should’ve thought about feeling scared when you locked Wendy up! It’s too late to beg for mercy now!“Our parents have spoiled you for so many years—I think you’ve enjoyed enough of it! Wendy doesn’t have a father or a mother anymore! How dare you bully her?!“I’m telling you, if you harm her again, I’ll teach you a lesson you’ll never forget!“You’re evil, Jennifer! Dad’s been too kind to you.“I have no evil sister like you!“It would be great if you died. I’m ashamed to be your brother.”Ian’s words rang in my ears as I struggled in the suffocating darkness.I wondered what had gone through my mind in those moments of desperation.Too many thoughts swirled, too fleeting to hold on to.Perhaps I regretted it.I regretted trusting a stranger so easily.I regretted not going to the ancestral home with my parents, where I might have saved Mom.I regretted caring about my father and brother as if they were worth it.Before I lost consciousness, a thought crossed my mind
That night, my father returned to his study, still convinced that I had somehow run away.To support his belief, he even pulled up footage from the villa’s surveillance cameras.There were no cameras inside the house, but the exterior was covered. Every corner outside the villa was monitored. If anyone tried to enter or leave, it would be caught on camera.The footage left no room for doubt—I hadn’t left the house since being locked in the closet.“That’s not possible!” he bellowed, hurling the laptop against the wall. It shattered on impact, pieces scattering across the floor.“She must’ve tampered with the footage! She’s smart, isn’t she? Of course, she’s capable of something like this!“I’ve never met someone so unfilial!”As if his tantrum weren’t enough, he grabbed an ashtray and hurled it against the wall as well.Just then, Wendy walked in with a glass of milk, only to freeze in shock as the ashtray shattered inches from her. The glass slipped from her hands, spilling mi






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