All Chapters of When My Fiance Fell in Love With My Sister, I Walked Away: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

There was nothing on the profile except that one video.I opened it again. The silver chain on Clara’s wrist caught the light, and the tears I had been holding back all the way home finally spilled over.New replies had appeared beneath it.【The first time I met my sister’s fiancé, I hated him. I had been betrayed before, so I didn’t trust men at all.】【But he really was good to my sister. She has a sensitive stomach, and he remembered everything she could and couldn’t eat.】【Whenever she worked late, no matter how busy he was, he would go pick her up. Whatever she liked, he always found a way to get it for her.】I bit down hard on my lip until I tasted blood.Vincent had been good to me. He remembered the days I got period cramps every month, and his car always had painkillers and heat patches ready.?Once, when I had a stomachache so bad I curled up in bed in the middle of the night, he drove forty minutes to bring me medicine without even changing out of the clothes he had worn to

Outside the window, the city lights had come on. On my phone, Vincent’s last message remained from two hours ago.Clara, however, had sent several more.【Did you eat the fruit?】【Are you coming home for dinner?】【I made your favorite steak.】I looked at the messages, and my eyes started to sting again. After forcing my emotions down for a long time, I finally replied:【I’ll be back later.】Before leaving the office, I booked a flight to Chicago for the next morning.My fingers trembled badly when the payment went through, but I did not cancel it.Some places hurt more the longer you stayed.When I walked out of the office building, I saw Vincent leaning against his car, smoking. Cigarette butts were scattered at his feet. The red glow of the cigarette lit up his face, and his brows were tightly drawn.In the five years we had been together, I had only seen him smoke twice.The first time was when we graduated from college. His parents had pressured him to go back to Virginia, while I

The letter was not long.I had written it to Clara and Vincent together, but most of the words were for Clara.I did not curse her or ask her why. I only wrote about the things I still remembered.I wrote about the winter after mom and dad died, when I had a fever so high I could barely open my eyes, and Clara carried me on her back through the snow because there were no taxis on the road.I wrote about the first parent-teacher meeting she attended for me, when she wore mom’s old coat and stood among a group of adults, so nervous that her hands kept twisting together.I wrote about the day I brought Vincent home.I wrote that I had wanted her approval more than anything.Because she wasn’t just my sister. She was the one who taught me how to keep living after our parents were gone.At the end of the letter, I wrote only one sentence to Vincent.【You once promised that if you ever betrayed me, you would lose everything.】Clara read the letter again and again until the paper trembled so

Three years passed faster than I expected.The Chicago project ended in winter. At the closing dinner, my manager raised a glass to me and said I had done more than anyone had hoped.Everyone clapped.I smiled, accepted their congratulations, and listened as they told me I deserved the promotion.For a moment, I almost felt like I had survived.The next morning, I flew back to New York.This time, no post appeared on my phone. No anonymous confession, no bracelet in a video, no burner account defending someone else.The flight was smooth.The sky outside the window was almost painfully clear.After landing, I took a cab alone.The driver asked where I was going, and for a few seconds, I could not answer.The old apartment was on the tip of my tongue.So was the hotel my company had booked.In the end, I heard myself give the old address.The city had changed in small ways.The coffee shop near the corner had become a bakery. The theater where the three of us used to watch midnight movi