ログインAfter my sister Rose died, my Luna Mom remained consumed by the immense grief of losing her daughter. So, from the moment I was old enough to understand, I was forced to play the role of my sister. Mom forbade me from wearing white, because my sister's favorite color was red. She forbade me from cutting my hair short, because my sister wore hers long. If I disobeyed, a slap would come across my face, and she would question whether I was truly her daughter. Alpha Dad told me again and again that Mom was overwhelmed by grief, and that I should indulge her and play along. I obediently followed suit, imitating my sister in everything. Until the day I was accepted into the Werewolf Academy, and Mom tore my admission letter to shreds. "Your sister died before she ever got to attend the Werewolf Academy, so you are not allowed to go either!" I nodded. Back then, my sister died of spirit decay. Now the healer has told me I'm in the final stages too. This time, I will be her perfectly.
もっと見るBut I remembered clearly that my sister had been born in the daytime.If this was not about my sister,then Selene was the name Mom had always meant to give me.Selene.I turned the name over once in the quiet of my heart.And felt something in my soul go light."Selene. I'm sorry."Mom closed her eyes, gently.The next instant, everything around me shifted.When I came back to myself, I was standing in a hospital room.A woman heavy with child held her belly, her face drawn tight with pain."Why are the contractions starting now? Rose was born in the daytime. The timing is wrong.""If this one comes at night, can she still be Rose?"I looked at her face, and understood all at once.This was the day I was born, eighteen years ago.This woman was my Mom.Dad stood beside her, trying to calm her:"Don't think about all that right now. Getting the pup out safely is what matters. I'll go find a healer."Mom was wheeled into the delivery room soon after.The birth went smoothly. The healer
After collapsing at the hospital that day, Mom's mind came apart completely.Dad had her admitted to a healing house.She lay in her patient's gown, thin as paper against the bed.Her hair had gone entirely white.When my sister passed, my parents had still been in their prime.Now they too had grown old.As a child, looking at the photographs around the house of them young and full of life, standing beside my sister, I had carried a quiet, shameful envy.Why had I never known my parents when they were young?By the time I was old enough to stand on my own, they were already very, very old.For a long stretch of years that fear had wrapped itself around me, the dread of losing them to death.I had not expected to be the one to go first.At the healing house, Mom kept crying out that she wanted her daughter.Dad had no other answer for it. He began bringing Rose's things over, piece by piece.First the photographs, until they covered every wall.Then the bedsheets from Rose's room, spre
A sharp crack rang out.Mom's phone hit the floor.The screen split open.I looked at that image, and thought with quiet sorrow:the only photograph of me on Mom's phonewas the one taken to confirm my death.I'm sorry, Dorian.I never meant for you to be the one to face all of this.Dad walked over.He picked up the phone Mom had dropped.One glance was all it took. He pressed the screen dark and turned away.He looked at Mom, whose eyes had lost all focus.She reached out like someone suddenly gone blind, and seized his arm with both hands."It isn't real. It isn't real.""Rose can't be gone. She's too lovely. How could she get a terminal illness?"Mom was having an episode.At the very moment she confirmed my death,she turned me into my sister one last time.From birth to death, I had never once been allowed to simply be myself.Dad wrenched her hands away."This is Rosalie!""This is Rosalie, do you hear me? Look at her properly!""She is dead. Are you satisfied now? Does this fee
The entire hall fell into dead silence.Dad and Mom stood frozen where they were, like statues.Edmund's eyes turned red. His voice came out hoarse."How did Rosalie die so suddenly.""She was still smiling and talking to me at the banquet just last night."Dad and Mom still did not move.Edmund could hold himself together no longer. He turned and ran out.A long time passed before Mom seemed to slowly come back to herself."How dare she die."She sank to the floor, one inch at a time."She lied about having some terminal illness, and when we didn't believe her, she staged a fake death to steal everyone's attention."Dad's mouth fell open, but no sound came out.He simply drifted back until he was leaning against the wall.After another long silence, Mom turned to look at him."Dorian put her up to this, didn't he? They're lying together.""They want me to stop talking about Rose from now on.""That calculating girl wants my love all to herself.""It must be that. It has to be.""Why w






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