My Twin Sister

After hearing that, Orion kissed Gwen on the forehead and said, "Gwen, I’ll be the one to give you happiness."My heart ached.He had said those exact words to me once, just as sincerely.Back in college, I had been knocked down, and he was the one who helped me up. That day, his eyes were bright, and all I could see in them was my reflection. He gently stroked my hair with concern."Kate, from now on, I’ll protect you. I’ll be the one to give you happiness."But after he met Gwen, his so-called happiness completely changed.The day I saw the two of them kissing passionately downstairs, he shielded her behind him when he noticed me watching. The lipstick stain on his face and his swollen lips made me sick to my stomach.I fought back the pain and walked toward him, asking why he had done this to me."There's nothing to say to someone like you, just pure disgust." Orion shoved me. He was too lazy to offer an explanation."Kate, we’re the real deal. You’ll give us your blessing,

"I just want Mom to be safe and healthy."Hearing this, my dad glared at me with pure anger. "What birthday? You're nothing but an eyesore. Get back to your room."He dumped the pasta my mom had made into the trash. I never got to eat it. Later, Gwen purposely came to my room, her words sharp as a poisoned knife."You still want to eat my mom’s pasta? You’re shameless."Why don’t you just die, you cursed wretch?"Furious, I pushed her, and she hit her head against the door.That night, my dad locked me in the basement for the first time, and it marked the beginning of my misfortune.It was so dark. I was too scared to breathe and did not dare call out for my mom. All I could do was pound on the door with all my strength.The nightmares would not leave me. It was as if I could hear the sound of clothes being torn apart. I curled up in pain, calling out for my grandma over and over, begging her to come save me.The fear overwhelmed me.The next time I woke up, I was in the

After that, I did not even know where my body was. It was too dark, and even as a spirit, I was too afraid to go there. If Grandma were still here, would she hold me in her arms like she did last time? Crying and telling me, "Grandma’s here, Grandma’s here." No, she could not see me like this. Once was enough. She could not see me like this a second time. Grandma wanted me to live in the light, but I’ve always lived in darkness. Even in death, I remained in the dark.I knew one thing for sure. There would never be anyone in this world who would choose me without hesitation.I had become the child who would never be loved.I clutched my chest, trying to stay calm."Mom, I hate you all."It’s not that you abandoned me. It's that I don’t want you anymore."Being your daughter has been the greatest misfortune of my life."……After the call was cut off, Zac kept complaining about the bad luck.Gwen, feeling guilty, tried to comfort my parents. "Kate’s not a child anymore, y

"Zac, I’m so scared." Gwen could not hold it in anymore and leaned into Zac’s arms. How could she not be scared? She was the one who pushed me into the basement, where I was tortured to death.My mom gave Gwen a long, hard look. She opened her mouth a few times, but nothing came out. It wasn’t until we left the police station that Gwen finally dared to take a few deep breaths.When we got home, my mom began searching through the house. "Where’s her small cross necklace?" After repeated questioning, Gwen nervously avoided eye contact and eventually admitted it had been thrown into the basement long ago.It seemed like my mom finally realized something. Her hurried steps betrayed the calm facade she had been trying to maintain.The basement was truly dark, and even the usual lights were broken. A cold wind swept through, and I could not help but shiver. The small cross necklace lay discarded in the corner. The cross pendant was broken in two, just a few steps away f

Because the price of having a mother was just too high.……When my mom heard the truth, she was completely stunned. She finally understood why I was afraid of the dark and why I had said the same words in the hospital. She had not even thought to get me help and had instead called me an ungrateful brat. Mrs. Walker asked her one final question, "You all called Kate a curse, but who was the one who suffered after following you for all those years?"Who did she ever curse?"My mom just kept crying, saying "I’m sorry" over and over. It was the only thing she could say. She had wronged me, and she had wronged Grandma even more. This belated apology was worthless. It meant nothing to me.After returning home, my mom fell seriously ill. She spent her days clutching my photo, consumed by sorrow. Things weren’t going well for Gwen either.After learning of my death, Orion confronted Gwen, asking, "Why did you push her into the basement?" "You all bullied me! She’s de