The chandelier in the hall suddenly fell down, and I pushed my sister away.
But my mother thought that I was jealous of my sister who wanted to marry the richest man and deliberately hurt her.
So they locked me in the basement and starved me to death.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day before the chandelier in the hall fell.
This time, I watched my sister walk under the chandelier again. I took the initiative to turn off the microphone and wipe the stairs quietly.
All I think about is my plan to make money.
