But Sarah… she was like a light that illuminated
my life.
She always held my hand, turning my black-
and–white world into color.
Without a doubt, she was the most important
person in my life.
But that fire… Amber saved me. She was always
so fragile and pitiful. She saved me, so I owed
her.
I had to repay the debt.
I thought that once the debt was paid, Sarah
and I could go back to how we were.
I was wrong. I should have never cared about
any debt.
When Sarah threw herself onto that knife, my
heart stopped beating.
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My Sarah, who was so afraid of pain, closed
her eyes right in front of me.
I couldn’t accept it. I was going insane.
I brought her home. I talked to her, hoping she
would wake up.
But Sarah was gone. Gone forever.
Later, I found out that the life–saving grace
wasn’t even from Amber. It was from my Sarah.
It was so laughable. So absurd.
I sent Amber to prison, but what did it matter?
Sarah was never coming back.
I had to atone.
Sarah was the kindest person, so I had to be
kind like her. At the very least, I had to keep her
memory alive in the public eye.
I even signed an organ donor agreement.
I hoped I could see Sarah one more time after I
died.
So, I went to see her.
After my soul ascended, I didn’t see my Sarah.
It was meant to be. I didn’t deserve it. My
Sarah… she deserved a much, much better life.
Even if that world didn’t have me in it. It never
should have.
I closed my eyes, and Sarah’s image filled my
mind.
[Chad’s POV]
I had someone I’d loved since I was a child. We
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grew up together.
My love was so obvious, but she only ever saw
me as a little brother.
I couldn’t accept it. So I waited. I thought if I
just kept waiting, she would see how I felt.
But then she went abroad for a year and met
Ethan. She fell in love with him.
Jealousy consumed me. Why wasn’t it me? Why
couldn’t it be me?
After Amber “saved” us, those two said we had
to repay the debt.
I was secretly thrilled. If they were repaying a
debt, then Ethan wouldn’t be the only one in her
heart.
Maybe… maybe she would finally see me.
So I used childish tricks to get her attention,
hoping she would look my way.
But I was so focused on myself, I didn’t see the
light in her eyes slowly fade away.
I was the one who deserved to die. I was the
one who hurt her.
The moment she hit that knife, I didn’t care
about anything anymore. I didn’t want anything.
It didn’t matter if she loved someone else, as
long as my sister was alive.
As long as she was alive.
The most laughable thing was that in the end, I
found out the person who truly saved me… was
my sister.
From the very beginning, it was always my
sister.
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I got my revenge on Amber, and then I took my
sister’s things and went to the snow mountain
where she saved me.
It was exactly the same as before.
I climbed to the top, step by step, and looked at
the scenery, pretending my sister was still by
my side.
I took out the pills and swallowed them like they
were candy.
Sister, I owe you. I’m here to repay my debt.
I would give my everything to ensure you have a
peaceful and happy future.
I want to see you again… but I guess you
probably don’t ever want to see me again.
I closed my eyes, and my sister’s face
appeared.
To have a dream with my sister in it after I die..
that’s more than I could ask for.
