No More Sister

Summary

The day my parents died, I threw my sick sister out on the street.

She was left homeless, starving, and freezing, and I turned a blind eye.

My relatives called me a heartless monster. I ignored them.

I forced her to sign away her inheritance, and she knelt on the floor, begging and sobbing until she could barely breathe.

“Mom and Dad are barely cold in their graves,” she cried. “How can you be so cruel?”

I laughed. “What are the dead going to do about it?”

When she collapsed on the street from her illness, I cheered. I was ecstatic.