Three Days After I Was Killed, My Sister, Who Died Five Years Ago, Came Back

Only because I didn\u2019t answer the three calls from my sister when she jumped off the cliff. \n\nMy parents thought I was the murderer who caused my sister\u2019s death.\n\nEvery day since, they wished I was the one who had died.\n\nWhen I was kidnapped by my mother\u2019s enemies, they gave me two chances to make a phone call.\n\nThe first call, I made to my forensic doctor mother, but she impatiently hung up.\n\n\"You say you\u2019ve been kidnapped, and the kidnapper let you call me for help? You\u2019re such a liar, you don\u2019t deserve to be my daughter!\"\n\nThe second call, I made to my doctor father, but he didn\u2019t pick up and only sent me a message half an hour later.\n\n\"Don\u2019t you know I\u2019ve been in surgery all morning? Solve your own problems, don\u2019t keep calling me like you\u2019re dying.\"\n\nDad was right, I really was dying.\n\nMaybe only when I die will they be willing to forgive me.\n\nThat might be for the best.\n\nBut then, my sister, who had been missing for five years, suddenly returned home, and they frantically began to search for me.\n