Semua Bab My Basement Death Broke My Two Brothers: Bab 1 - Bab 8

I, Giselle Moore, died on the day of my 21st birthday. When I peeled my eyes open again, I was no longer in the hellish basement where I'd been trapped. Instead, I was in the grand hall. I should have been the star of the night. Instead, my adopted sister, Sophia Norris, stood in my place. She had donned a new gown bejeweled with rubies and emeralds. Her sparkling attire made her the center of attention. I watched the scene unfold, my chest heaving as if I were stuck in a trance. My mother had intended that gown for me—a gift to celebrate my transition into adulthood. However, she passed away before she could give it to me.To me, the dress was a sacred memento. Yet, Sophia was now wearing it.A lump formed in my throat. With eyes brimming with tears, I watched my brothers, Gerald and Gary Moore, crowding around Sophia. Gerald, always cold and unapproachable, gently caught Sophia's hand as she reached for a plate. "Don't eat that. Have you forgotten your seafood allergy?" G

Gerald froze for a moment. Recovering his composure, he slammed his palm against the table. His voice thundered, "Giselle's acting is getting better! Barely two hours in the basement, and this is what she pulls?"Gary remained silent for a beat before speaking, his tone uneasy. "Gerald, Giselle has asthma. Could it be…" The two exchanged wary glances, doubt flickering in their eyes. Sophia interjected quickly, "Asthma? But hasn't Giselle always carried her medication? I don't think anything serious would happen to her." Relief washed over Gerald and Gary, but their anger soon returned. Gary summoned a guard. "If she keeps pretending to be unconscious after half an hour, head in and slap awake. Got it? "She thinks fainting will spare her punishment? How naive. Once she's up, drag her here. If Giselle refuses to apologize to Sophia today, she'll rot in that basement for the rest of her life."Sophia tugged at Gary's shirt, looking up at him pitifully. "Don't hit Giselle, Gary.

Third Person Point of View "Giselle… Giselle…" "Giselle!" Zachary shoved Gerald and Gary aside, rushing to the corner where Giselle's lifeless body lay. He gathered her into his arms, his scalding tears splattering onto her pale face as he sobbed uncontrollably. Gerald's face was as white as a ghost. He stumbled backward, his voice trembling as he asked, "How could… How could this happen to Giselle?" Gary pushed past him and sprinted toward the body, screaming, "Get a doctor! Quick!" "It's too late. She's already dead." Zachary's voice dripped with devastation. Dead? Their sister was dead? Gerald swayed on his feet, while Gary collapsed beside the body, clutching Giselle and crying until he nearly fainted. "Sorry… I'm sorry. I shouldn't have locked you in the basement…" Gerald turned around, his eyes blown wide. He seized a guard by the collar. "Why didn't anyone tell us about this? What do we even pay you for?"The guard fell to his knees, begging for mercy. Th

Third Person Point of View Gerald and Gary thought they'd misheard. Murder? Before they could react, Zachary punched them. "You monsters! I'll kill you today!" Fueled by rage, he slammed Gerald to the floor, raining blows with unrestrained fury. Gary rushed forward to intervene, but Zachary's kick sent him crashing into the corner. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Eventually, the police stepped in and dragged Zachary away. Only then did the brothers exhale in relief. "Why would you do this? She was your sister! I thought Sophia was the little bitch causing trouble, but who knew you two contributed to her abuse? She was your biological sister. How could you do that to her?" Zachary had never been eloquent, but he didn't need to be. He was sobbing like a child, and his raw anguish was enough to make even the stoic policemen tear up.Gerald and Gary were stunned, unable to process what was happening before they were shoved into a police car. In the interrogati