SISTER IS REAL ENEMIES

“You were my sister.”

The girl in the fine dress remained silent, her expression unreadable.

“I trusted you,” the prisoner whispered.

“So tell me… what did I do that was so unforgivable?”

The basement felt even colder than before.

For a few seconds, the only sound was the slow dripping of water somewhere in the darkness.

The well-dressed sister finally let out a small, humorless laugh.

“You really don’t understand, do you?”

She walked closer, her heels echoing sharply against the stone.

“That’s why I hated you.”

She stopped right in front of her, looking down with a mixture of anger and something deeper.

“You never fought back. Never complained. Never tried to take what was yours.” Her voice lowered. “You always acted like you were better than everyone… like you didn’t even care about the things I had to struggle for.”

Her eyes hardened.

“You made me feel small… without doing anything at all.”

The prisoner’s expression froze in shock.

“I never—”

“But you did,” her sister cut in sharply. “Just by existing.”

For the first time, the girl on the floor looked more hurt than weak.

“To outshine you… I did everything.”

A bitter laugh escaped her lips.

“I even married into that filthy family just to prove I was better. I played the role of the perfect wife, the perfect daughter-in-law… endured their manners, their rules, their disgusting pride.”

Her fingers tightened around the folds of her dress.

“And yet…” she whispered, her voice trembling with anger,

“He never looked at me. Not even once.”

“But you already know how things work in this house.”

She tilted her head slightly.

“Our dear brothers… have always listened to me more than anyone else.”

Her eyes darkened with cruel satisfaction.

“They move exactly the way I want them to.”

The well-dressed girl leaned closer, her voice dropping into a soft whisper.

“And now… I want you to die, my sweet sister.”

For a moment, the basement was completely silent.

Then—

The door behind her opened with a loud creak.

Heavy footsteps echoed down the stone stairs.

Three men entered the basement, their shadows stretching long across the damp floor. Their faces were cold, emotionless, as if what they were about to do meant nothing at all.

The girl on the ground slowly looked from them to her sister, disbelief filling her eyes.

“You… brought them here…” she whispered.

Her sister straightened, fixing her sleeves calmly as if nothing unusual was happening.

“Did you really think I came just to talk?” she said softly.

The three men stopped a few steps away, waiting.

And the basement, already cold, felt like a grave.

The men remained silent, their expressions blank, their presence filling the small basement with a suffocating weight.

The prisoner pressed her back harder against the wall, her fingers trembling slightly against the cold stone.

“You said… you only wanted me gone from the family,” she said slowly. “You already took everything. The title… the respect… even my place in this house.”

Her eyes searched her sister’s face desperately.

“Was that still not enough?”

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