My Sister Died Suddenly Novels & Stories

I said. She smiled, pulling her hand out of her sleeve and placing it on mine, a welcome warmth. To Higgins, she said, “My sister Dalia—that’s the name my parents were going to give her—died at birth. It might as easily have been me.” She returned her gaze to me. “But losing a sister you never knew is not the same as losing someone very close to you. I can’t imagine the pain of losing a daughter I have loved and been loved by.” “Nor can I,” Higgins said quietly. “May I ask what happened?”

But of course the others still can't help it, but look at us. He touched his nape. “Okay, you got me there.” “So, what's the reason?” He sighed. “It's just that—this was used to be sister's favorite place” “Oh, really? Where is she now?” he averted his gaze and looked away. “She ... S-She died because of a brain tumor. We just saw her in her room, lying on the floor ... lifeless. We still took her to the hospital, because hoping there's still a way to revive her. But ... we're late. She... died” he said sadly. I feel sorry for him now.

Looked at what I was looking at. "Catherine," she said. "My sister." She sat across from me with the ease of someone who had been having difficult conversations her whole life and no longer found them difficult. "She died eleven years ago. Heart failure — sudden, no warning. Sophia was nineteen." "I know," I said. "She told me." Margaret poured the tea. "What did she tell you?" "That she was close to her. That it was before the situation with her father got bad." I looked at the photograph. "That she missed her in a way that hadn't fully resolved."

I suddenly miss my mom. "Lady Zariya?" He nodded. "Your mother. The sister of Queen Arcadia." I nodded lightly, a small smile on my face. It's heartbreaking to think that she died even in another world. "How did she die?" I saw his hesitation to answer that. "The queen killed her." My eyes widened. "What?" For some unknown reason, a little anger seemed to pass through my heart. I think it's because of sympathy. "But they're sisters. Why did the queen kill her?"

"Shit man, I had no idea. What happened to her?" A forlorn look appeared on his face. "She had a seizure. It was really bad and had gotten more serious than I'd thought. I couldn't even try to save her. She was just gone before I could do anything." "I know how that one feels," I muttered, remembering my father and sister's cases. "You do?" He eyed me, his eyes shining like the memory had gotten him in his feelings but he was just trying to keep himself under control. "Yeah, my father and sister were gone before I could do anything," I breathed out. "My sister's was worse. Everything had happened under my nose."

She could define me so accurately despite just knowing me for a week. “A sister like me? Where is she now?” “She passed, a few years ago.” “That’s bad… Sorry sister Ester,” I said to her, sympathetically. I have a really mean sister who doesn't like to be seen around me, but the last thing I want is for her to die. “It's fine. It was a years ago.” “If I may ask, how did it happen?” “A fire accident, I survived but she didn't,” She raised her gown a little reveal her thighs which had fading scars of burns.

She just listened to me "I have a sister , her name is Brittany. She died 3 years ago because of Leukemia. Our hearts were broken because of her death and I felt that we're not the same anymore when she was gone" "She's a really strong girl , beautiful and never said that she's sick. She kept living her life like a normal girl. That made us keep remembering her smile and the cheery her. My mom kept being sad to be in that house where we are now. My dad saw that and wanted to move to New York since my brother Lucas and his wife already there and just to heal ourselves"

Hiro asked, surprised. My eyebrows raised at his reaction. The others also displayed surprise, but wasn’t a bit exaggerated like his. “Yes. I just found out about that myself.” I sighed as I recalled the conversation I had with Mikan earlier. Her sister had passed away five years ago. She was killed for reasons they couldn’t determine. One day, she suddenly disappeared, and the next day, they received the tragic news. A neighbor informed them that her sister’s lifeless body was found. They never even found out the identity of the person who killed her.

"I'm sorry, Mei ... I'm sorry ..." I broke up with him. "D-Does that mean ... she's really gone?" full of my fearful question. He sighed and looked down. His jaw clenched repeatedly. Simultaneously with her nod were the fall of her tears. He wiped it harshly and looked away. So it's true. She's dead. I feel like I'm deaf. My cousin in, my best friend and my sister is dead. She was killed by my father. I was not silent and remained that way until a while passed.

I wished I could kill every one of them. As I watched Wendy eagerly arrange her sister’s cremation, I sneered inwardly. Since you want to be with Eric so badly, I will grant your wish. You can be Stacy for the rest of your life. Wendy handled everything efficiently. The cremation was completed in less than half a day. A memorial service was held, and many colleagues and business associates attended. When they saw Wendy’s memorial photo, everyone sighed at how unpredictable life was. My face looked worn out. I had dark circles under my eyes. The memories from my previous life made me look like a pitiful man who had lost his wife.