On the first day of my confinement, Selena had ordered the guards under Sebastian's name to break my leg.
"Now you're crippled too. I'll see how you go to Sebastian," Selena said with an innocent face, uttering the most cruel words.
"Lyra, the Clark family has fallen. Do you still think you're the beloved daughter you once were?"
But it my family that took Selena in, raising her in luxury from childhood.
When I was ten, my parents took me to a charity event where we met Selena, who was abandoned by her family.
So, my parents adopted her, raising her for fifteen years.
Out of sympathy for Selena's plight, my parents indulged her every wish, treating her like their own daughter.
And I always considered Selena as my sister, sharing everything with her.
Little did we know, we were nurturing an ungrateful creature.
On the fourth day since my death, Selena lay in my bed, wearing my nightgown, sleeping.
Suddenly, she woke from her dream screaming, and Sebastian rushed in from the study.
Selena pretended to have been haunted by a nightmare, trembling as she threw herself into his arms.
"Sebastian, I had that dream again. Lyra let that man come close to me... Sebastian, I'm so scared..."