I Don’t Trust My Twin Sister

I walked slowly through the open door, looking at the bright light penetrating through the gap and seeping into the dark hallway. No, I muttered to myself that something must be wrong. With that in mind, I opened the door through which the light leaked out. And immediately shut up.

They say that people cannot say anything when they are shocked, but how can it be so accurate? Without saying anything, I looked at the man and woman kissing each other right in front of my eyes. The man who was my fiancé who found me gave me a contemptuous look. And the woman clinging to his arm smiled cunningly and touched the man’s cheek with her hand.

He said, “Is she still here? Get out of this house right now.”

It felt as if she would fall down and never get up again. It was always a warm home. Memories permeating everywhere were my memories, memories, and reasons to live. This house was not an ordinary mansion, but a legacy left by my grandfather, the only person I respected and followed after I was born.

This spacious mansion was the pride of the Ajstein family.

When my grandfather hugged me when I was young and showed me around the spacious mansion, I felt like I had the whole world. When I rode on the shoulders of my exceptionally tall grandfather, I felt like a giant because the ceiling was so close. But now this house no longer belongs to me.

“Sister, didn’t you hear him? You have to leave now. It’s not even my sister’s house.”

What is not normal to be that shocked? Wouldn’t it be a shock to see the man who said he loved me rubbing his body with another woman right in front of my eyes, or wouldn’t it be a shock to lose this house? None of them were shocking, but at least this one thing was certain.

“Ersia.”

“Laurencia sister, wouldn’t it be nice to disappear quickly?”

“Ersia, how did you…”

My lovely younger sister who always greeted and supported me with a smile, my twin sister who looked just like me, and the younger sister whom I cared for and loved so much, betrayed me. There was no shock as big as that.

The Ajtain Viscount family was a wealthy family that owned most of the farmland and mines in the vicinity, and had accumulated wealth that was second to none in the empire. It was to the point of saying that if the Ajtain Viscount family had been able to buy a title with money, it would have become a semi-emperor. I was the eldest daughter and head of such a family.

I became the next head of household, following in the footsteps of my grandfather, who raised me instead of my parents who died in an accident when I was young. I was eighteen at the time. Like most business people, I kept people on the checkout line and kept my cool. Since status did not always benefit, nobles and commoners were treated with a certain level of courtesy. That was also the motto of the Viscount Ajtain family.

Putting down my personal life like that, I sat in this position for 10 years and carried out my business. The family was wealthy and there were no problems. The only downside was that my twin sister, Ersia, couldn’t get up from the hospital bed, and now that only downside eventually weighed on my neck.

Elsia overthrew all the wealth and reputation of the family that had been built up over a long period of time. A total of twenty-one mines, including numerous farmlands and over five gold mines and four silver mines, were sold, and the farmland was also sold for a hill price. All the mansions built in various places were also sold. By the time I realized the situation, I had already dealt with all of them, leaving only this mansion with the three people standing on their feet.

The reason Ersia was able to do this without my consent, the head of the house, was because she was a twin with a similar face and voice. My good sister, who always laughed and cheered me on, now hates me, she said. She took everything from me, who was supposed to keep the memories, traces, and will of our grandfather. Even my fiancé who said he loved me and kept the family together.

“How could this be…”

I bit my lip tightly and shivered my body. Betrayal, anger, and futility. All of this came at once and collapsed helplessly. I tried to hold on somehow, but I didn’t have the energy to stand any longer. It used to be my room, but it no longer belonged to me.

Elsia smiled delightfully as she looked at the twins who looked just like her, then grabbed the man by the cheek and kissed him deeply. The two exchanged glances as they looked at each other after kissing for a long time enough to make them breathless. They moved slowly to the bed, then groped each other and exhaled heavily. The harsh groans coming from the two of them were no longer human but that of the beast.

I had to ask, why did they do that? However, my mouth did not open and my brain had long since stopped. Ah, this is how it ends. I left the room, leaving the two clinging to each other alone.

One step, two steps, I walked without strength. I struggled to move my body, wanting to collapse right away, and went down the stairs. Then, the moment my legs gave out and sprained, I felt pain all over my body. I couldn’t even let out a groan. It’s because the heart hurts first than the body hurts.

Feeling the tears flowing down the spring, I slowly raised my body. I could feel my foot throbbing.

“…grandfather.”

The mansion, once full of warmth, was now full of the worst cold. The moment I realized that I had nothing more, a ‘door’ came into my eyes. It was a piece of memory from a very long time ago.

“This door has never been opened except when your mother and father died. I failed. Whether it was lack of that earnestness or the conditions were not right, I don’t know if it will open, but if you live in this world and no longer If something so painful that you can’t bear it happens, open this door.”

It reminded me of my grandfather’s face as he held his 10-year-old granddaughter’s hand and made a forlorn expression. What did he want to say? I remember trying to open this door at some point, but no matter how hard I tried, it wouldn’t open.

“…”

It must be very painful and difficult right now. Right, Grandpa? So I’ll open it. It’s a stupid granddaughter who couldn’t keep her grandfather’s house… but I’ll open this door. So. Help me.

I stretched out my hand. When I grabbed the handle of the old door, I smiled slowly at the memory of my grandfather, and pushed it hard. I tried to open the door with small expectations, but unfortunately, there was nothing different from 18 years ago.

Then it was. I guess that’s just what I said. It’s just what he said.

“I just…”

I bit my lip. Crying broke out. I was so sad and in pain that I couldn’t breathe. I knelt down in front of the door and turned the doorknob over and over again.

“Open… open… open! Open! Open! Please… please open…!”

Hung up crying, I grabbed the doorknob and knocked on it, shouting for a while.

Open, please… Please, open! Show me what’s inside. Please tell me the meaning of the words my grandfather tried to convey to me.

“Open! Please… I beg you. I mean open… Now!”

I’m so tired right now, but the doorknob without a mouth didn’t answer anything. I sobbed as I held on to the old, ungainly handle. Laughter and ridicule rained down on me from above. It was Ersia, who came out from work, and my cursed fiancé, Beralt Akpensia.

I wanted to look up and see their faces, but I didn’t. I didn’t want them to see me cry, so I looked at the door again.

“…Grandpa, if you are there, open the door. Show me what you told me back then… Grandpa.”

A roar of laughter was heard. However, I, who had already lost my reason and had only desperation, only looked at the door.

“Wake me up, Grandpa.”

Then I closed my eyes and turned around again.

“Please wake me up. This is all a dream.”

At that moment, the handle clicked. Bright light streamed in through the cracks in the open door. So consciousness was lost.

* * *

Cool breeze, fragrant flowers. The scent I could always smell in the acacia flower fields of my favorite Porrel Hill. It’s a bit chilly, but the coolness feels good. And I like the rough but warm hand gently stroking my hair.

“Roa, Roa.”

I like this little whisper calling me. This soft whisper that I can no longer hear. There was love for me in it.

“You have to get up. The sun is setting now.”

Wake up? I want to sleep more… but I’m still sleepy.

“You still have to wake up. If you sleep here, the wolf will catch you!”

Wolves were scary. The wolf catched grandfather… Wait, wolf?

I was startled and jumped up from my seat. The moment I opened my eyes, what came into my field of vision was a plain wide enough to see the horizon and a field of flowers in five colors spread over it.

“Porrel… Hill.”

Wait a minute, the voice is a little…

“Are you Roa?”

Loa, yes, that nickname, there was only one person who called me with that nickname.

I turned my head. Sitting there was a well-groomed middle-aged man, unseen for his age, with his hair neatly trimmed. The good-natured smile that looked at me, the deep black hair and emerald-like eyes proved that I was this man and his family.

“Grandfather?”

“What’s up?”

“Uh, how are you here? Oh no, this is heaven? It’s pretty, but… how could heaven be a Porrel Hill? Was Grandpa waiting for me here?”

“What do you mean? This isn’t heaven.”

He made a puzzled expression, then got up from his seat with a soft smile and stroked my hair. Everywhere I looked, he was my grandfather.

“You look like you woke up from a nap.”

I woke up? Me? No, I was with Elcia at the mansion until just now.

“Wake me up, Grandpa.”

“Good morning?”

But what woke me up was a gentle smile and kindness.

“Grandfather…”

He was my dear grandfather.

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