Chapter 2

He gently rubbed his face against mine, whimpering, “I gave you all the fever reducers. Why did you have to get married?”

So, he still remembered what happened ten years ago.

Because of a high fever, the clever and lively boy he once was became clumsy and blank.

He had lost his promising life.

I owed him for that.

But he shouldn’t… he shouldn’t have… killed so many people, and he definitely shouldn’t have acted like a monster and murdered our parents.

I didn’t quite understand the second part of his sentence.

After graduating from college, because of his condition, I worried he wouldn’t be able to take care of our parents in the future.

So, I chose to stay by Mom and Dad, marry a gentle man, and together, we’d take care of them and him.

I had planned out our whole family’s future…

I’d met a decent guy through a setup, and we were getting married next week.

“Sister, after you die, I’ll kill him and then come join you.”

“Don’t worry.”

At this moment, he spoke more than usual, no longer like the silent, slow kid he used to be.

I knew he was talking about my fiancé.

Tears blurred my vision, and I could only shake my head in agony.

As my consciousness faded, I could feel him holding me tightly.

And his pained whimpers, like a trapped beast.

He must be in pain too, right? Unable to control himself?

It shouldn’t have, shouldn’t have ended like this.

I seemed to see glimpses of our happy family of four from when I was little.

If only, back then, I had given him the fever reducers.

If only, back then, I had known his classmates were bullying him, and I had helped him.

If only, back then, I had shown him more care at home.

Would things not have turned out like this?

But alas, it was too late.

He killed everyone.

And I died too.