Died On Stepsister and Boyfriend's Wedding Day

I waited for a long time, but no one came to pick me up.

Instead, the phone left in the haystack lit up again. It was a message from Clyde.

[Adeline, can you not be so willful and selfish? You know that Mom is in poor health, but you still threatened her with death.]

[I'm asking you to come back and attend the wedding immediately. Do you have to be like this for a man? Besides, Lilith is your sister, and Dorian is going to be your brother-in-law. Isn't he also your family?]

Upon reading the last sentence, I really wanted to confront Clyde and question him, "Clyde, do you believe this?"

To Clyde and my mother, Lilith was a good sister and a good daughter.

However, to me, regardless of whether she had stolen Dorian from me or not, she would never be my sister.

In grief, my soul was torn apart by an overwhelming force.

I felt myself uncontrollably running through the woods and across the fields.

I witnessed the train hurtling through vast distances, traversing thousands of miles, and saw the chaotic traffic on the sun-drenched roads, filled with hustle and bustle.

In the end, I saw my mother tenderly holding Lilith's hand in a wedding preparation room at the hotel, imparting patient instructions to her.

I was back.

Unexpectedly, after my death, I returned to this home.

In a different form, I attended the wedding of Lilith Klein and Dorian Gray.

During the wedding, the band played joyful wedding melodies, and the guests raised their glasses in celebration.

In the wedding preparation room, Lilith, with delicate makeup, sat in a chair, leaning in Dorian's arms, tears glistening at the corners of her eyes.

"Mom, hasn't Adeline arrived yet? Is she still holding a grudge against me? Today is the most important day for Dorian and me. I truly hope to get Adeline's blessing. I don't want to have any regrets on my wedding."

My mother wore a cold expression, appearing displeased. Before she could utter a word, Clyde clenched their teeth and interjected, "She doesn't regard us as a family at all. Mom and I called and messaged her, but she didn't answer or reply. She is so selfish that she even disregarded Lilith's wedding."

Dorian smiled and kissed Lilith on the cheek, but when he mentioned me, his face darkened.

He said, "Lilith, leave her. Adeline does not deserve to attend our wedding. It would only disgust me.

"Don't cry. Today is your day, and you shouldn't let someone unworthy upset you, or it will break my heart."

Lilith wrapped her arms around Dorian's neck and lifted her lovely face, feigning a deep sadness.

"No matter how difficult she may be, she is my sister. As her sister, I should try to be patient with her," Lilith expressed.

This feigned expression resembled the time when I introduced Dorian to my family, and she unreasonably demanded that I give him up to her.

A year ago, I brought Dorian home to visit my parents with the intention of discussing our marriage.

I still remembered the look in Lilith's eyes when she first saw Dorian - a mixture of astonishment and unwavering determination.

Lilith instantly fell in love with Dorian, so when the dinner was almost over, she made an excuse to pull me aside for a private conversation.

Leaning on the lounge chair outside, she held my hand, maintaining a smile on her face even as she made that unreasonable request.

"Adeline, please give Dorian to me! I have always gotten what I wanted over the years, so Adeline, you don't want to suffer, right?" Lilith pleaded.

In the past, I always yielded to her desires as long as it was something she liked.

It was not due to my excessive kindness but rather because I felt trapped with no other options. Even when I resisted, my mother always defended Lilith and punished me in order to maintain her reputation as a good stepmother.

The most severe punishment I endured was when my mother made me kneel in heavy rain for half the night.

It was simply because Lilith threw the flowers, I had intended to give to my mother into the trash can, and I couldn't help but push her.

Amid Lilith's aggrieved cry, my mother forced me to apologize, but Mom, I had done nothing wrong.

If there was any wrongdoing on my part, it was simply being born into this world. Perhaps I should have died alongside my father in that fire.

Driven by my deep love for Dorian, I decided to fight for myself once more.

So, I rejected Lilith.

Everything went as usual in the next few days, and I naively thought that I had kept my happiness.

Unexpectedly, the day after Dorian and I left home, he proposed breaking up with me.

It was snowing heavily that day. I kept asking him why. However, exhausted by my persistent inquiries, he threw me into the snow.

The gravel hidden in the snow pierced into the palm of my hand, staining it with blood.

Dorian looked at me with disgust. "Are you still trying to lie to me? Your family didn't want me to be miserable, so they kindly told me how terrible you are."

It turned out that my mother and Clyde had told Dorian a lot of "truths" about me behind my back.

They accused me of being morally corrupt, of stealing money from classmates, of bullying Lilith, and of killing my own father for selfish motives.

At the end of her speech, my mother was so sad that she cried.

"Dorian, you are a very good person, and I really don't want to watch you suffer against my conscience," my mother conveyed.

As the burning pain in my palms abruptly subsided, I lifted my gaze to meet Dorian's eyes and listened as he relayed those false "truths" about me.

A tear escaped the corner of my eye, and I suddenly laughed.

He frowned and asked, "Aren't they right?"

Rising from the ground, I faced him with a smile. "Don't you know what kind of person I am? If a relationship can be so easily swayed by the words of others, then perhaps it's better not to have it."

I didn't expect that, for Lilith, my loved ones would frame me in such a malicious way.

When I was alive, no one cared about me.

Of course, no one would care after I died.