Leo Alex Scarlett Chloe Willow Novel My Sisters Locked Me Away, Now They Beg for Forgiveness

My step-brother, Alex, framed me for his allergic reaction.
My three sisters, fueled by his lies, dragged me into the suffocating, airless basement, chaining the door shut from the outside.
I weakly pounded on the basement door, begging my sisters to let me out.
Scarlett, our eldest sister and a formidable business mogul, glared at me with icy contempt before she left.
"You usually pick on Alex, that's one thing. But knowing he's allergic to seafood and still deliberately feeding it to him? You were trying to hurt him, weren't you? Stay down there and think about what you've done!"
Chloe, the rising singer, and Willow, the prodigious artist, simply scoffed.
"Someone as wicked as you, still making excuses and playing the victim? You deserve everything that's coming to you!"
With that, they embraced a trembling Alex and rushed him to the hospital.
The oxygen dwindled, each breath a desperate struggle. I died in that darkness, suffocated and alone.
Three days later, only when my sisters returned from the hospital with Alex, did they finally remember me.
But they didn't know, I had already perished from oxygen deprivation in that cramped basement.



I died in that basement, starved of oxygen.
When I awoke again, my soul was hovering right beside my three sisters.
They had just returned to their grand mansion. Scarlett and Chloe were doting on Alex, speaking to him with tender concern:
"That's wonderful, Alex. It's a good thing we got you to the hospital in time. You've recovered so quickly."
Willow, our third sister, was even more solicitous:
"The doctor said you're still weak, Alex. You need to get your strength back."
As she spoke, she piled a generous piece of meat into Alex's bowl.
A house staff member nearby couldn't help but interject, "Leo hasn't made a sound in the basement for three days..."
Scarlett scoffed, cutting her off sharply, "It's a happy day, Alex is home from the hospital! Why mention someone who brings such bad luck?"
The staff member tried to speak again, but Chloe and Willow silenced her with chilling glares.
"Leo must have known about the seafood allergy to deliberately make that seafood stew."
"And here I thought he was finally starting to accept Alex. Turns out, it was all premeditated!"
Alex deliberately put on a frightened expression, speaking timidly:
"Leo is being punished because of me. He's been alone in the basement for so many days. He won't be angry when he comes out, will he?"
Scarlett's face was cold as she replied:
"Don't worry, Alex. We spoiled him before, never taught him a lesson.
"After this, he surely won't dare to bully you again."
As she spoke, she unconsciously pulled out her phone, refreshing her chat with me. But our conversation still ended three days ago.
In those three days, I hadn't sent her a single message or made a call, fueling Scarlett's anger even further.
"So many days have passed, and Leo hasn't even sent a message to check on Alex!"
At that moment, Alex took Scarlett's hand, feigning fear in his voice:
"Let's not let Leo misunderstand. I just want your company, I don't want to take anything from him."
Scarlett quickly put down her phone, caressing Alex's head with a pained look.
"Alex, you're so kind, unlike him. He's just an ungrateful wretch."
Chloe thought of me, her eyes filled with cold disdain.
"Exactly. How dare he try to hurt his own family just to get attention? He's truly evil!"
Willow nodded in full agreement, scoffing,
"Unless he realizes his mistake and kneels to apologize to Alex after these three days, I'll kick him out of this house myself!"
I stood beside them, listening to my sisters' words, feeling only a bitter amusement.
Yet, no one could see or hear my spectral form.
From the moment our parents passed away, my three sisters had showered me with all their attention.
One day, I wished for a playmate my age, so my sisters found Alex at an orphanage.
I welcomed Alex with open arms, giving him my whole heart. But he framed me, again and again, driving a wedge between me and my sisters, pushing them further away with each passing day.
This time was no different. My three sisters didn't even give me a chance to explain before locking me in that tiny basement.
I struggled desperately, feeling the air grow thin, each breath harder than the last.
Pounding on the basement door, I pleaded with my sisters to let me out.
But they only looked on with cold indifference, shouting back:
"Why are you making such a fuss? This is all your fault! If it weren't for you, why would Alex be so miserable from his allergy?"
"I think we've been too good to you, that's why you keep picking on Alex. Just stay put in there!"
With that, Chloe personally wrapped the chains, and Willow even pushed heavy objects against the basement door, cutting off my last shred of hope for escape.
Now, watching Alex put on his fake smile for my sisters, I let out another bitter, sarcastic laugh of disappointment.
My sisters, the brother who loved you most in the world, has been killed by your own hands!



Alex deliberately tugged on Scarlett's sleeve, whimpering:
"Scarlett, don't be angry. It's my fault for being weak and having a seafood allergy. Leo surely didn't mean it. Please don't blame him!"
Scarlett's expression hardened instantly, her voice chilling: