Back to the Doomsday: Taking My Sister Away from Our Unfair Family

Half a year passed, and somehow, Gary and Audrey showed up outside the shelter.

They looked haggard, clearly having had a rough time lately. They started by softly calling our names at the door. When there was no response, they tried to push the door open. Finally, I spoke through the camera, "Don't bother trying. The door weighs a few hundred pounds. You won't be able to move it."

That was when they noticed the camera above their heads.

Gary glared into the camera, his face full of anger instead of pleading. "You little brat, I knew you were hiding here. You're living comfortably while you don't even care about your parents and brother?"

Audrey, on the other hand, was more gentle. "Bella, Cynthia, please open the door and let us in. We're starving out here.

"Daniel is sick too. If you can't let us in, at least give us some food. I'll take it back to Daniel."

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In the last life, Cynthia and I were the ones who went out to get food for them. This time, I guess they would have to fend for themselves.

I looked at the two of them on the monitor and turned to Cynthia. "Cynthia, did you tell them where we are?"

Cynthia shook her head quickly. "No, I haven't contacted them at all. I don't even have a phone."

She glanced worriedly toward our storage room. "Bella, should we let them in? But we don't have much food left. If they come in, we'll run out quickly."

I shook my head. Cynthia didn't understand. If we let Gary and Audrey in, we'd end up being kicked out and left to die. "Cynthia, you have to trust me. If they come in, we'll definitely be thrown out. That's what happened in our past life."

Cynthia couldn't bear to look at them at the door anymore. With tears in her eyes, she walked away from the monitor, hugging her doll as she went to her room.