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The day Evelina finally became the Harrington family heir as she had always wished.
I was imprisoned in the basement by her sister Scarlett, beaten black and blue.
Scarlett pinned me against the wall, choking me, while she called to threaten her:
"Give up your inheritance now, and I'll return your little childhood sweetheart to you. Otherwise, I'll let him die."
The suffocation was so intense that I couldn't help but plead, "Evelina, call... call the police!"
Before I could finish, I was cut off by the ice-cold voice on the other end: "What makes you think I'd want someone you've used up? Better not let him die too quickly, I should thank you."
She hung up the phone without a shred of mercy.
What awaited me was four hours of brutal beating and violation.
Before losing consciousness, Scarlett had me pressed against the TV.
On the screen, Evelina was tenderly kissing the handsome man beside her, thanking him for his companionship and support.
She didn't know that the one who saved her life and helped her become the heir wasn't him.
It was me.

Born For You, Came For You

Living like this, neither able to truly live nor die, I lost track of how many days had passed.


I hated myself for clinging to this miserable existence.


Yet I couldn't find any opportunity to end it all.


Scarlett kept me locked in a room where everything was smooth and rounded, devoid of any dangerous objects.


She gave me no chance to take my own life.


"You love Evelina, so you'll keep on living to watch her fall deeper into the abyss step by step," Scarlett had said.


No matter how hard I clenched my teeth, I couldn't move even half a step.


Countless times in my dreams, I returned to that night, racing towards the ocean in my wheelchair.


But always, at the crucial moment, someone would forcefully stop me, preventing me from taking that final step.


When I woke, I couldn't even shed a single tear.


Today I was luckier, as Scarlett wasn't around.


Chapter 11