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My Sister Faked Her Death to Make Me Be Myself
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I had been a copycat since childhood, but I only ever copied my older sister, Solana Darnell. When she took a liking to a strawberry cake from a particular dessert shop, I bought out every new product from that shop and kept eating it until my stomach hurt. When she took up equestrianism, I fell off a horse and broke my leg. The first thing I did after getting my cast removed was to go back to the stables with her. Whatever designer brand she wore, my closet would inevitably have the same piece the very next day. Later, Solana married the eldest son of the Creese family, Arthur Creese. I turned down every arranged marriage my father set up and instead married the Creese family’s second son, Alden Creese. Our friend group made fun of me for copying her even in marriage. She said to me angrily, “You’ve been copying me for over twenty years. When are you finally going to leave me alone? I can’t take this anymore!” That night, she left a suicide note and jumped off Harlow Bridge. Everyone said that I had driven her to her death. My parents forced me to apologize publicly in the funeral hall and admit to my fault. Alden lashed out at me, calling me so jealous of Solana that I wanted to steal her life too. Little did I know that the suicide was actually set up by my family, including Solana. The day Solana jumped, a rescue team was already waiting under the bridge. My family just wanted to scare some sense into me to force me to learn to be myself. But the only thing I took away from it all was the fact that Solana was dead. So I would copy her in that, too.
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A year later, my family went bankrupt. After my father sold the villa and paid off the debts, all that was left was an old house. It was the place where Solana and I had lived as children.My mother refused to move out. She said that if I ever came home, I would definitely go there first to look for her.My father no longer called her crazy because he was waiting for me, too. Every night at 7 p.m., he would set out one extra set of utensils and make sure there was always strawberry cake on the table.He used to hate sweets, but he bought one every day. When the cake went bad, he would replace it with a fresh one. My mother would always mutter, “Sofia has a sensitive stomach. She can’t eat too much.”So my father would cut the cake into small pieces. “Then she’ll just eat a little.”The two of them talked as if I was really going to sit down and eat. But that chair stayed empty the whole time. After Arthur was sentenced, the Creese family quickly cut ties with him. Solana
My Sister Faked Her Death to Make Me Be Myself Chapter 8
My father was the first to crack.The Darnell Group was already strapped for cash. He had been counting on getting my shares back to shore up the board. Instead, the shares went into the charitable fund, and the fund teamed up with minority shareholders to demand his removal.On the day of the meeting, my father slammed the table and yelled, “I founded the Darnell Group! Who are you to kick me out?”A board member, Noah Kennedy, slid a stack of documents across the table. “Mr. Darnell, over the past few years, our three most profitable projects were all closed by Ms. Darnell. After she died, every single partner walked. “Nobody here is kicking you out. The truth is, you haven’t been able to run this company without her for a long time.”When my father was escorted out of the building by security, the entrance was packed with reporters. Someone chased after him and asked, “Mr. Darnell, do you regret hanging up on the hospital?”He shielded his face and did not dare say a wo
My Sister Faked Her Death to Make Me Be Myself Chapter 7
A lot of people still came to my funeral. My father had not invited them. They came on their own.The dessert shop employees stood in a row, as did the equestrian coaches.The Darnell Group staff members I had helped were there as well.They brought strawberry cake, equestrian trophies, and haute couture gowns. All of it had to do with Solana.There was even a group photo from the Creese family wedding.When Solana saw those things, she suddenly went berserk.“Take it away! She wasn’t copying me! I got it all wrong!”No one moved. The dessert shop manager, Pricilla Beck, looked at her with tears in her eyes. “Ms. Darnell ate new products until she got a stomachache. It wasn’t because she loved eating. She said you were picky, and she had to find the best-tasting one for you.”The equestrian coach, Stacy Cavallo, spoke up as well. “The time Ms. Darnell broke her leg, it was because your horse suddenly bolted. She rushed over and pushed you out of the way, and that was how sh
My Sister Faked Her Death to Make Me Be Myself Chapter 6
My funeral was set for three days later. My mother insisted on not using Solana’s previous funeral hall.“That one is fake. It’s bad luck.”When she said this, no one responded. Solana’s fake funeral had been a grand affair. Flowers covered the entire corridor. Everyone who mattered had shown up.When it came to me, however, my father wanted to keep things low-key.It was not because he did not love me. It was because he was embarrassed. His eldest daughter faked her death to force his younger daughter to change. But the youngest daughter actually followed and jumped into the river.If word got out, the Darnell family would become the laughingstock of the whole city. My father ordered a media blackout. He also demanded that the hospital list the cause of death as accidental drowning.Jonathan said to him coldly, “Mr. Darnell, this is a homicide investigation, not a PR statement for your company.”My father said through gritted teeth, “There’s no evidence this was a homic
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