My Sister Framed Me for Bullying, But Her Boyfriend Revealed the Truth

My face paled as I clenched my fists so tightly that my nails cut into my skin, yet I barely noticed when the blood started to flow. My heart felt numb, a cold emptiness spreading through me.

Frustration and anger surged within me, finally breaking free.

“Dad, Mom, I’m your real daughter!” I cried, my voice trembling. “Eliana is the real monster here! You’re all blinded by her act!”

Eliana looked hurt, tears streaming down her cheeks. Wade, his heart heavy, shouted, “Saige, just be quiet! It’s you who’s been putting on a performance!”

With that, he unfolded the blood-soaked letter Eliana had written earlier, revealing the dark, stark words that leaped off the page like a haunting accusation.

“Everyone, take a look at this! This is the suicide note my sister wrote, using her blood after she cut her wrist!”

“Sister, please let me go!”

“Only someone who has endured such profound sorrow could resort to such a desperate act.”

“Could Eliana really go so far as to sacrifice her life for a performance?”

The audience was utterly captivated.

“I never expected the defendant to look so refined and gentle, yet beneath that facade lies a heart filled with malice!”

“As a big man, I’m shivering from what I’m hearing; her methods are incredibly cruel.”

“It’s no wonder Eliana felt pushed to the brink; I’m not sure I could withstand it either.”

“She even torments her sister, whom she professes to love—what a truly wicked woman!”

“Did you hear? Eliana is not her biological sister; she’s just the plaintiff’s adopted daughter.”

“She probably fears that the adopted daughter will lay claim to the family fortune, trying to drive her to ruin.”

“Some people are simply born with darkness in their hearts; they shouldn’t even exist in this world.”

“If the defendant were a man, I’d swear she was a malevolent creature straight out of a horror story.”

“I support the plaintiff in her quest for justice; she deserves the harshest punishment!”

“I’m with you all the way!”

Everyone turned against me, their glares seething with concealed anger, even the judge and jury.

In the midst of it all sat Garrett, my defense attorney, quietly fiddling with the bead chain on his wrist, his silence almost deafening.

The case was glaringly obvious: I had long tormented my adopted sister, Eliana, exploiting my status as the legitimate child of the Laurier family.

The judge’s expression darkened as he asked if I pleaded guilty.

I offered no denial or protest; I simply acknowledged my guilt.

The judge handed down a sentence of three years in prison, accompanied by a year of probation.

The courtroom erupted in cheers, and I caught a glimpse of my parents, their faces reflecting palpable relief.

Eliana’s eyes brimmed with tears while Wade held her close, his expression etched with pain as he offered quiet comfort.

Just as the judge was about to close the session, Garrett suddenly rose to his feet, proposing an appeal.

The room fell silent in shock, yet the proposal was both reasonable and lawful, leaving the court no choice but to accept it.

Though I had narrowly escaped disaster, a heaviness lingered in my heart, leaving no room for joy.

Garrett was Eliana’s boyfriend, and it was evident he had ulterior motives for his actions.

The trial quickly became a hot topic online, with public opinion overwhelmingly favoring the plaintiff, leaving me the target of relentless online attacks.

When I returned to the small restaurant, the landlady glared at me, her voice sharp. “Get out! I’m through with you!”

She hurled my belongings into the street.

“Saige, I took pity on you when you were homeless. I brought you in to work for me. I fed you and gave you a roof over your head. But to think you could be so cruel!”

She shook her head in disbelief and added, “You’ve bullied your own family, scheming to drive your sister to her end. I must have been blind to take you in. Here’s your wages for the past few days. Now, get as far away from here as you can!”

Tears welled in my eyes, and I didn’t dare to explain further.

No matter how miserable it was, I could only swallow it down.

This world had left no room for me.

As I quietly gathered my scattered clothes from the ground, people pointed and whispered amongst themselves.

“Isn’t that the girl who bullied her sister and faced her parents in court?”

“Yeah, it’s her; the story has already gone viral online.”

“She’s quite pretty, but who would’ve imagined her heart to be more poisonous than a snake’s?”

“Did you know? The most venomous hearts often belong to women.”

“She’s so young; she must just have turned eighteen. How could she commit such acts? Could she be wronged?”

“She can’t be wronged; anyone who has seen the trial video knows otherwise.”

“The things she did to her sister are truly unspeakable.”

“If her biological parents hadn’t been pushed to their limits, they wouldn’t have taken a stand against her.”

“It’s a nightmare; demons live among us.”

“Don’t worry, this demon will be brought to justice; she’ll end up in prison soon enough.”

“Exactly; that’s her rightful place. A life sentence would be best; she shouldn’t be allowed to harm anyone again.”