The Letters Left in the Wastepaper Basket
To my dearest sister,
It has been some time, hasnât it sister? Itâs Therese. Your cute little sister, Therese.
Are you keeping well? It has already been three months since then. Youâre still the talk of the town back in the capital.
I wonder just how that feels? Iâm sure it must feel nice. Because it really feels like everything has been turned on its head after what happened before, hasnât it?
From an infamous villainess to the fated heroine who overcame her tragic circumstances! Iâm sure that youâre still smiling about it even now. I wonder if youâre having a fun time out in the swamps. Are you still getting along with that ugly toad of a man? You were so reluctant to marry him, but now that he doesnât have too repulsive of a face you fell right into his arms. As expected of my dear sister, you can forget about the past so easily. And Iâm sure youâll soon forget all about me as well.
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To my dearest sister,
Big sister, itâs me. Therese. Do you still remember me?
No, Iâm sure that Iâm not someone worth remembering in your eyes, sister.
Your true sister, Iâm sure you donât even recall I exist. Thatâs how you always carry on, isnât it sister? You always chose other people over your own family. Not even knowing just how heartless you can be, youâll carry on with a happy face like thereâs nothing wrong at all.
Iâm sure you wonât even remember this letter after reading it.
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To my dearest sister,
Do you know just what has happened to the Storm and Neumann families?
Now that youâre gone, sister
Please spare a thought for us
My dear sister...
What are you doing now?
How are you doing?
Do you still remember me?
Sistern/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Sister, back then, why did you...
Why did this happen?
Why didnât you stay by my side?
How can I go on living by myself?
Big sister, I donât know what to do anymore
Sister...
My beloved sister...
Please, help me.