Replace My Sister and Marry the Mysterious ManChapter 1
Wearing a wedding dress, I married my sister's boyfriend.
On the day I was supposed to return to my parents' home, I didn't show up.
My father said, "She's just deliberately putting on airs."
My mother, with a cold face, said, "She's been petty since she was a child."
My sister cried pitifully, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have argued with my sister."
But, I was already dead.
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"You imposter! How dare you pretend to be her!"
On the third day of the wedding, the man, with bloodshot eyes and a crazed expression, rushed toward me.
I tried to explain, but he didn't give me a chance.
In an instant, I was lying on the floor, warm liquid flowing out.
In my last moments, I dialed my parents' number.
But they didn't answer.
My phone was taken away, my body grew colder, and my soul slowly left my body and floated back home.
Today was the day for the twins to return to their parental home.
My sister sat in the center of the crowd, surrounded by people, smiling brightly as she held her newlywed husband's arm.
The whole house was decorated festively, and everyone had happy smiles on their faces.
Everyone was concerned about my sister's new married life.
As time passed, a relative remembered me. "Janet has been home for half a day, why hasn't Carol returned yet? Didn't they both get married on the same day?"
My father clicked his tongue in annoyance, "Who knows, she's probably just trying to put on airs again. That girl has always been the one to worry us the most."
My mother added, "Remember that time when we were going to the amusement park, and the whole family was waiting in the car just for her?"
"On such a joyful day, don't worry about her."
But it was my sister who was late that time.
I had been sitting obediently beside my mother.
When my sister finally showed up with her school bag, my mother secretly pinched me and shouted.
"Carol, why are you dawdling? Hurry up and get over here."
That was when I understood that in the eyes of my parents, my sister and I were not the same.
The atmosphere became lively again, everyone surrounded my sister, my mother touched my sister's face and asked if she was happy, my father pushed imported fruits towards her, and her newlywed husband looked at her with loving eyes.
My sister enjoyed the care and love of everyone.
Meanwhile, I lay cold and alone on the floor, forgotten by everyone.
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