The Runaway Sister

Since this bridge was under maintenance, all vehicles were prohibited from entering.

When we arrived, Alyssa had already climbed onto the tall steel framework. Her body swayed precariously in the fierce wind.

“It’s dangerous!” My brothers shouted anxiously, “Alyssa, come back!”

Alyssa turned her head. Tears slid down her face. “Brother… Elio… I really can’t bear to leave you. But Luna can’t tolerate me. I’m dying anyway, so I might as well leave early. At least Luna will be happy.”

The four men immediately turned to glare at me, and Elio shoved me forward hard.

“Hurry up! Go convince Alyssa to come back!”

I calmly looked at the person who had caused this farce and said nothing.

Marcus roared, “Are you really trying to force her to death?”

Right on cue, Alyssa began to cry even harder. She deliberately slowed her movements as she turned around, pretending she was about to jump.

“No!”

The four men lunged forward in panic and grabbed her at the same time.

After pulling her back, Alyssa collapsed into their arms, crying uncontrollably.

Elio held her tightly. The voice of this cold-blooded mafia don was now unbelievably gentle. “It’s okay… Don’t be afraid. We’re here.”

My brothers patted her back softly, comforting her in low voices. “Don’t cry, Alyssa. We won’t let anything happen to you.”

After crying for a long while, Alyssa suddenly struggled again.

“No, I deserve to die! Let me die! Luna hates me so much. Being alive only makes people dislike me…”

As she spoke, she rushed toward the edge of the bridge again.

The four men immediately stopped her.

Jonah turned around and shouted at me furiously, “Look at what you’ve done! Are you determined to force your sister to death?”

Sam held Alyssa in his arms, patiently coaxing her. “We’ll all protect you. Don’t be afraid. No one can make you leave.”

They were terrified that Alyssa would try to kill herself again.

Faced with this scene, all I could do was sneer inwardly.

It wasn’t the first time Alyssa had used suicide to gain sympathy, and every single time, they fell for it.

While they were still entangled, Marcus’s anger surged.

He ordered, “Men, hang Luna outside the steel frame to reflect on herself! She stays there until she understands what she did wrong.”

Hearing this, Alyssa avoided the men’s gazes and shot me a victorious smile.

I knew what she was telling me. “Luna, you’ll never win against me.”

Following orders, the soldati tightly bound me with thick ropes and suspended me outside the steel framework of the bridge.

The weight of my body made the rope dig deep into my flesh, yet I didn’t even frown.

Before leaving, Elio glanced back once. His gaze trembled for a brief moment.

However, Alyssa conveniently fainted at that instant. He immediately panicked, scooped her into his arms, and left without looking back.

Just like every previous accident, all the soldati left with them, and I was left alone on the bridge.

The wind howled. The swaying rope rubbed my wrists until they were torn and bloody.

My phone vibrated, but I had no way to check it.

I began twisting my wrists desperately, forcing the rope to loosen bit by bit. Blood flowed along the rope, unexpectedly acting as lubrication.

Finally, when the rope loosened enough, I flipped my body, used all my strength to grab the steel frame, and slowly climbed back inside.

Trembling, I took out my phone and saw the message.

[All transactional procedures for your private island have been completed. You may move in at any time.]

I smiled.

Looking at the rope dangling outside the steel frame, a thought surfaced.

Since I was leaving anyway, I might as well let them think I was dead.

I couldn’t compete with Alyssa, but the living could never compete with the dead.

With that thought, I immediately threw my jacket onto the steel frame, then cut the rope and tossed it down.

The drifting jacket looked exactly like a final farewell from someone who had fallen into the sea.

“Goodbye,” I whispered to the foolish version of myself who once loved them so deeply.

Leaving the bridge behind, I got into a taxi.

“To the airport.”

From now on, I will keep all my love for myself.