Transmigrated as the terminally ill villainess

Chapter 58: (Ellio backstory)

Many people say that life is cruel, and fate is unfair.

Have I ever thought like that?

Certainly not.

I'm just your average guy with a family as precious as my life. I could say that they're my everything. We were a close-knit unit, bound together by love and laughter.

My parents were the best at being caring and funny. They always knew how to make a room lively with their easygoing jokes and constant support.

But the standout in our family was my little sister, Melina.

She was like a force of nature, always cheerful and tomboyish, and she just brought joy wherever she went. A little clumsy tho.

I'm not trying to show off my sister. And this doesn't mean I have a sister complex. But I must admit that her laughter was infectious, and her fearlessness inspired us all.

She was the sunshine in our family, and we cherished every moment with her.

But everything changed on that fateful day.

My family and I already had bad feelings. That's why we fought with her when she said she was going on a study tour.

But as usual, she is fearless, reckless, and stubborn. She decided to leave even without our permission.

"Whatever, it's up to you whether you want to go or not. Do what you like, Eli."

That word, which I said with annoyance, became a deep regret. I should've stopped her with all my might.

I regretted it when I came home from work when I got news from the hospital that my sister died because she fell from a cliff while hiking.

My family and I felt that the world around us shattered into a million pieces. The pain of losing Melina was unbearable, and I delved into the depths of my grief and guilt.

The investigation stated that it was just an accident. But when Melina's college friends came to her funeral with strange behavior, my gut told me that it wasn't just an accident. I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to the story.

And I'm right.

It happened right after Melina's funeral was over. Those women, together with their parents, faced me and my parents.

They confess that they 'accidentally' pushed Melina off a cliff. And they handed us several thick envelopes filled with money.

Are their brains just made to fill the gaps in their heads? How can they offer money in exchange for lives so easily?

This behavior made my blood boil.

I remember that moment very clearly, remembering that my irritation was at its peak.

I repulsively grabbed the hair of one of the women who looked completely devoid of any guilt.

Fuck the fact that she's a woman. She is just a murderer who doesn't deserve to be treated like a woman or a human being in general.

Blinded with anger, I stared at her with a fierce gaze. I can't help it, I can't suppress my anger, and their behavior doesn't help at all.

The little bitch cried as if she were the victim here. She roared, asking to let her go with a very disgusting expression on her face.

Before I had time to curse her, her father punched me so that I was forced to release my grip.

He said, "Boys nowadays don't have manners. Have you not been educated by your parents? Is it because of a lack of money? Tsk. That's good then. You should be glad that my daughter reduces your family's economic burden and gives you money that you can't imagine getting in a day."