Brother, I Don't Forgive You

My nose just wouldn't stop bleeding at all.

When the maid passed by me, she stopped me in a panic.

"Miss Fitzgerald, are you OK?

"Why are you getting so much nosebleed?"

She watched me and Austin grow up since we were young, and she was like our elder.

She looked for tissues everywhere and wiped the nosebleed for me.

I looked down and saw that all the tissues were stained red with blood, and my nosebleed stopped.

I shook my head. "I'm OK. The weather these days has been a bit dry. That's all."

Only then did she feel relieved.

She comforted me not to be angry with Austin. He was in a fit of anger, and he'd let me come back when he calmed down.

I didn't respond.

Over the past decade or so, we had many fights.

But never before had he kicked me out of the house so firmly as he did now. Because of Audrey, he didn't need me anymore.

If it were before, I might refuse to leave.

But not now.

I clenched the diagnosis report in my pocket, which I had read too many times, making it all crumpled.

The doctor said I had an acute illness, and it may cause complications at any time. I didn't know how long I could live.

That day, when I received the diagnosis report, I stood still for a long time.

Then I went to the bar to get drunk.

Then I met Andy. He tampered with the drink he handed me.

I woke up lying on the bed in the hotel.

Then Austin and Audrey showed up and called me a slut without knowing the truth.

Actually, I could understand why Austin's attitude had changed so much.

I overheard that he had a paternity test with the Porter family.

He was my dear brother who had loved and cared for me for eighteen years,

He was my dear brother who I had relied on, but actually, he had no blood relationship with me.

He was the lost son of the Porter family.

Audrey was his real sister.

Although Austin didn't say it, he must have been thinking about how to replace me with Audrey.

I smiled bitterly.

I tried to look up at the sky so that my tears wouldn't fall.