My Sister Framed Me for Bullying, But Her Boyfriend Revealed the TruthChapter 1
It had been less than a year since my parents took me in, but already, my adopted sister, Eliana, had tried to cut her wrists seven times.
The notes she left, written in streaks of blood, chilled me to the bone, each one echoing the same frantic plea. “Please let me go, sister!”
When Eliana Laurier was safe again, our family’s tolerance reached its limit.
They took me to court, certain in their belief that my actions had driven her to despair, accusing me of bullying her to the brink.
My eighteenth birthday was meant to be a day of celebration, yet there I was, under the merciless gaze of a public trial.
But they all missed the real story, that I had been the one tormented from the start.
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I had barely left the recycling station when my phone chimed, and Mason Laurier’s voice came through the line.
“Saige, I need you home right now!” Mason’s tone was sharp, pressing me to hurry.
His tone was as cold as stone, lacking the warmth a father’s voice should hold. But I'd grown numb to it long ago.
By the time I got home after three bus transfers, I could barely step through the villa gate before a fierce slap struck my face.
The blow sent my head spinning, and a burning pain bloomed across my cheek.
"Saige, just look at this mess you’ve caused!"
My brother Wade’s sharp glare bore into me, and beside him, our mother, Tabitha Laurier, looked worn, tear stains tracing her cheeks.
While the details were unclear, I could easily guess this had something to do with Eliana stirring things up again.
Mason moved toward me, fury blazing in his eyes, and I felt his emotions engulf me.
“Saige, why?” Mason’s voice was tight with frustration.
“Why do you keep bullying Eliana over and over?”
“Is it just because she doesn’t share our family’s bloodline?”
“You’ve been home less than a year, and she’s tried to hurt herself seven times because of you!”
“Today was the worst yet; the doctor said if she’d been any later to the hospital, she might not have made it.”
“What do you want from her, Saige? When will you let her be? Do you really want to drive her to her death?”
Clutching my burning cheek, I tried to explain that I hadn’t bullied Eliana. I begged them not to fall for her story, saying it was just another part of her act.