"You could never accept what happened, and you were always so upset. Do you remember what you used to tell us adults back then? You'd say that your sister wasn't dead, that you could feel her breathing, that you could feel she was still alive. You went on like that for a very long time, remember? Back then, everyone in the family thought you were traumatized because you couldn't handle your sister's death, so they even took you to see a psychologist."
Aurora Sterling listened quietly as Mrs. Sterling spoke, her gaze lowered to the floor. Her long eyelashes trembled fiercely. No matter how hard she tried to hold back her tears, they fell uncontrollably.
'Everyone thought I was dead. Even my own parents believed I was dead. Only my little sister... only my sister firmly believed I was still alive. But no one believed her. They all thought she was just a child with psychological problems. No one believed I was still living.'
