ElJaneDM

SHE

Who had fair and glowing skin... Thick, long, and shiny black wavy hair... A pair of aqua-colored, sparkling eyes. And the one who'd been loved by elders, admired by children, and the pride of the family.

SHE is my sister...

My sister, who had everything that I don't, who got all that I want and received all that I've longed for.

I hate her, but I want to be like her.

Despite being a boy, I strived to be an equal to her. I've grown my hair and taken good care of my skin. I achieved the perfect replica of her.

But just being only a copycat has never been enough.
I lived as a living picture of her image and became the scenery of my family who misses her. I'm still not equal.

Then one day, no one saw it coming...

A circumstance occurred that twisted the cycle of our world which I did not expect would change everything that we used to and opened the door to the next chapter of my bittersweet life.

The circumstance that crossed my path to the girl I never thought would play a huge part in my life...

That one girl who spoiled me with attention and filled my empty existence with genuine affection.

But... In just a blink of an eye, death took her from me.

Her sudden death caused dubiety to all of us...

Suicidal? No... Someone surely murdered her...


But... Our only question is...
.
.
.
Who?


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Bittersweet Life

"Tristan and I had located the other consumers and none of them was suspicious except for Gale. We're not totally sure about her, but she was the only one who owned the same hoodie that poked our interest. But, according to her, it wasn't her." Amber covered the box and put it aside.


Harry fell into deep thought. "So, you're saying that the visitor was probably someone who had your hoodie."


Amber nodded. "Yes. I think Summer gave my hoodie to someone. And that someone might be the person who visited her that time."


"I see." Harry glanced at Amber which made her confused.


Harry's expression was blank but, you could tell that there was something in his gaze.


Harry didn't want to feel it but, he couldn't help it. Amber seemed suspicious to him. Though, he was still hoping that his gut was wrong.


Harry laid his back on the sofa and crossed his arms. "When did you give the hoodie to Summer?"


"I don't really remember when, but I'm sure I gave it to her the day after I purchased it."


'Interview' Part: 1