My Sister and I have Completely Different Fates

My mother said to Ben, “We arranged for you and Yuina to be together back when we didn’t know that she wasn’t our biological daughter. Since Clara returned, Yuina seems to have become a different person, occasionally doing things that make us both angry and helpless. She’s a world apart from Clara!”

She continued, “Ben, our families have always been close and we don’t want to push you into a difficult situation! If you’re unhappy with Yuina and wish to end the engagement, we won’t stand in your way.”

My mother's meaning was clear. She wanted Ben to break off our engagement and marry Clara instead.

This was not just her opinion; it's also what my father, Clara and Dennis all thought.

Ben hesitated for a moment and finally sighed, "Let's talk about it after we find Yuina. Her recent behavior has indeed made me quite weary."

Though he didn't directly agree, Ben also didn't refuse my mother's proposal. My soul drifted in the air, witnessing the scene with tears I could not shed.

I glared intensely at Clara, who was still playing the innocent and aggrieved role. I desperately wanted to expose her vile and deceitful nature to everyone. But now that I am dead, no one could see me and no one could hear my cries. Even if I tried to strike Clara, it would only be a faint breeze brushing her face, causing no harm.

I truly had no attachments left to this world. No one cared for me. But I didn't want to die with such a lack of clarity.

At that moment, my father received a phone call. After listening, he furrowed his brow and said to Clara, “The bank just called. They said that a large sum of money was spent recently on the supplementary card I issued for you. What did you buy?”

Clara quickly responded, “I sent a large amount of money to a close friend who is seriously ill. They need it for treatment.”

Seeing Clara’s hasty explanation, my father spoke gently, “I’m not upset about you spending money. I know you have a kind heart. I’m just worried that you might be deceived by someone.”

In reality, the large sum of money Clara spent went to the person who had killed me. However, no one besides me knew about this.

That evening, my soul followed Ben back to his home. He seemed agitated, sitting at his desk in the study. On the computer screen was a photo of us together. I was smiling brightly and his eyes were full of affection as he looked at me. He stared at the screen, lost in thought, not knowing what to make of it.

After a long while, he rubbed his temples in frustration, pulled out his phone and dialed my number once more. This time, the call went through.

As soon as the call connected, Ben's anger was palpable. His forehead was creased with tension as he roared, “Yuina, how long are you going to keep this up? You’re not a child anymore, so why are you still throwing tantrums? I’ve explained this to you countless times. I’m not involved with Clara in the way you think. Why can’t you believe me? Where are you right now? We need to have a serious talk!"

"Say something! Are you mute or what?"

Ben's anger erupted as he yelled into the phone. Suddenly, the voice of the coroner who had examined my body came through.

“Mr. Groner? This is the victim’s phone. It was just turned on after charging and your call came through immediately. Do you know the victim?"

Upon hearing this, Ben’s body went rigid. His face turned ashen and the phone slipped from his hand, crashing to the floor.