When Nicolas arrived at my house, my parents had just returned from the cemetery. However, they held a grudge against him and refused to let him in.

Frantic, Nicolas knelt on the ground, repeatedly bowing to my father.

“Uncle, please, let me see Ella…”

My father, maintaining a calm demeanor, replied, “There’s nothing to see. She’s gone. Let her rest in peace.”

Nicolas’s entire body shook. “No, I can’t believe Ella is dead. You must be lying to me…”

“I wish my sister were just playing tricks on us!” My brother suddenly burst out of the house, attacking Nicolas with punches and kicks.

“If you hadn’t insisted on that stupid...