روايات وقصص ضمن The World Without My Sister Who Everyone Loved Novel

I return home from studying abroad and find a new future sister-in-law waiting for me. Sandra Zimmer acts like she's already the lady of the house and the Slater family's daughter-in-law. She even vows to put me, her sister-in-law-to-be, whom she's never met, in my place. But no one tells her that my older brother, Wallace Slater, is adopted. I'm the Slater family's only heir, and even Wallace has to answer to me.

"I shredded the homework she worked so hard on, unleashed cockroaches and rats into the basement where she lived, and framed her for stealing... but they wouldn't listen to a single word she said. When your beloved sister was beaten until her mouth was full of blood, she kept crying out for them, yet they wouldn't stop. Even I felt a little sorry for her just listening to her!" Right after saying all that, he burst into laughter. "Do you know where your baby sister lived? In the basement! Their own flesh and blood lived in a damp, cold basement with no sunlight, while I lived in your old, spacious, well-lit bedroom. Her old room was converted into my walk-in closet ages ago. That's not all—"

He sat down right beside me, our arms pressed together in the dark while the thunder shook the boathouse roof. "You're freezing," he whispered, his small, warm hand reaching out to squeeze mine. "My sister locked me out," I choked out, a tear mixing with the rainwater on my cheek. "She dropped Mom's bracelet and told Mom I did it." "Your sister is mean," Jeremy said fiercely, his thumb tracing the knuckles of my small hand in the dark. "She's always yelling or trying to be the center of attention. You're different." "I'm invisible," I muttered, looking down at our joined hands.

Everyone here—countless people and my parents—would be caught in it without warning. In my real world, I had no one, no family to return to, no place that had ever felt like home. Here, at least for a time, I had that. Even if they had grown cold toward me because of Vanessa, they were still the only family I had. When I walked in, Mother was lying on a chaise, her face pale. "Your sister will be joining the royal court. Your father and I have already agreed," she said, her eyes fixed on me. "You will not stand in the way."

It drains my energy. After an emotional conversation, my sister finally stopped crying and left my side and returned to her house to compose her goodbye message. I was left alone in my room again, questioning my sister’s life choices. In the end, nothing else matters to me. I just want her to continue living safely in another place, far from the palace’s power struggle. Lunch comes and goes. I was holed up in my room, feeling lethargic, staring at the empty wooden cage where Zion used to live. My sister will be gone tomorrow and Zion is still missing. Sigh. I’m alone again.

Its roof sagged, its walls were cracked, and the windows that had once been painted with saints were now jagged shards of broken glass. Clara wrapped her shawl tightly around her shoulders as she approached in the pale gray light of dawn. Her breath clouded in the chill air, her heart pounding faster with every step. The letter still rested in her pocket, its words echoing in her mind. The truth you seek about your sister lies within your family’s past. Meet me at the old chapel before dawn. Come alone. The stillness of the morning pressed on her. No birds sang. No breeze stirred. It was as though the world itself was holding its breath.

We needed each other more than we even realized. “Clear!” Wren screamed, repeating the process. My heart was going to jump out of my body. I couldn’t lose her. I couldn’t lose my sister. What the fuck would I do without her? What the fuck would I do? I would burn the fucking world down. I would follow her. I wouldn’t want to live in a world where she didn’t exist. I was so fucking sure of that. “Please, love.” I mumbled, watching her body hit the bed again. “Don’t leave me.”

I said, looking at the taste of thick velvety sweetness. "You are not the only person who has lost everything, Jasmin. I lost my sister too," It goes silent for a little while until she speaks in a low voice. "Sister?" Sasha hums at my answer, turning around to face me for a brief second before returning her attention to the mug that she is holding in between her hands. "Yes," A small smile plays on her lips "My little sister... She was my whole world," I didn't miss the raw emotion in her tone.

He paused before reassuring me, saying, "Don't worry. We'll do everything we can to find your sister. We won't let your family take their anger out on you." I took them to the farmers' market first. Abigail loved ribs and seafood. Although Mom and David doted on her, they couldn't afford to let her eat them every day. Whenever they were away, Abigail would pester me to take her to the farmers' market. She'd make me spend every penny I had so she could eat her fill. After that, she went to her tutoring lesson, and I waited nearby until she finished around noon. Then she wanted ice cream. I had already spent all my money, so I went home to grab some empty bottles and took her with me to the sc

A week before the wedding, my fiancé Matteo had two jewelry sets delivered and let my sister choose first. One was a dazzling sapphire set he had bought at an auction in Europe, the perfect match for my diamond-covered gown. The other was a black pearl necklace the jeweler had thrown in for free. The tag on the clasp still said "Complimentary." For the first time in my life, I spoke up before my sister, Viola, could. "This time, could I choose first?" Matteo ruffled my hair. "Viola represents the Bellani family in public. She needs the sapphires to look the part. You don't care about these things anyway." I didn't answer. Something inside me slowly emptied out. I had known him for more than