Brother, I Don't Forgive You

I didn't have any money on me and had nowhere to go.

I walked a long way and took shelter under an eave.

But the rain was too heavy and soon poured in. I held myself tightly, shivering all over.

My forehead was burning.

I even started to have hallucinations.

I remembered when I was 12, my parents had an accident, and all the relatives came to fight for the family property.

Back then, Austin and I were just kids and had no one to rely on, so they exposed their true ugly faces.

They drove us out of the villa and left us homeless.

It was also a heavy rain that day.

Austin tightly hugged me and shielded me from the rain.

He was shivering from the cold, but he still took off his coat and put it on my head.

"Gloria, don't be afraid. I will get what belongs to us back!"

That year, Austin was only 15 years old.

But in less than half a month, he fought back.

My parents' company and properties were ours again.

Austin never told me how much he had suffered. On the day we returned home, he bought me a big cake.

He held my hand tightly and said.

"As long as I'm here, no one can bully you!"

But now...

He found his real sister.

He didn't want me anymore.

I didn't know when I fell asleep under the eaves. When I woke up, the rain around me was stained with blood.

I had a lot of nosebleeds again.

The recent ones were more severe than before. I smiled bitterly, looking at the puddle of blood.

I couldn't help but wonder what expression Austin would have if he knew I was going to die soon.

Would he be surprised?

The rain was about to stop. I tried to support my body to stand up but found that I had no strength left.

My forehead was burning hot. Before I could stand up, everything went black.