My Two Brothers and Husband Killed My Daughter for my Sister

It has been five years since Tobias and I started living together. Five years of sharing a roof, a bed, and a life—without a ring on my finger, without a wedding to call my own. We called it marriage, but it was only words. No vows. No ceremony.

I always told myself to wait. That Tobias just needed time and stability in his business, that one day he would keep his promise of a ring and a wedding ceremony.

I thought today was supposed to be different as it marked our fifth year together.

I had just finished fixing the files in Tobias’s office when I noticed a plain white box tucked neatly in the corner of his cabinet. I shouldn’t have opened it. I knew better than to pry into his things. But curiosity burned through me, and before I could stop myself, I lifted the lid.

My heart stopped.

Inside lay the most beautiful gown I had ever seen. My dream gown. The one I had always imagined walking down the aisle in, lace and silk glistening under soft lights. And beside it, a velvet box. I opened it with trembling hands, and there it was—a ring. A diamond ring so perfect it made my breath hitch.

Tears blurred my vision. My heart pounded as I slipped the ring on my finger, staring at it like it was the answer to every prayer I had whispered late at night. Finally, after years of waiting… was Tobias planning to surprise me tomorrow? On our anniversary?

I stood before the mirror, clutching the ring to my chest, already imagining myself in the gown, walking toward him, hearing him vow forever.

Then, the door creaked open.

“Carmela?” Tobias’s voice cut like a whip.

I spun around, smiling nervously. “Tobias, I… I saw it. Is this… is this for us? Are you finally giving us the wedding you promised? Tomorrow, for our anniversary?”

His face hardened. His brows knitted. “What the hell are you doing wearing that?” He strode forward, his eyes flashing with something close to rage.

I froze. “What? I thought—”

“No.” His tone was ice. “This isn’t for you. This is a wedding gift—for my investor. I’m attending her wedding tomorrow.”

The world tilted. I stared at him, my mouth dry. “What… about us? About our wedding anniversary? You promised a surprise.”

He waved his hand dismissively. “Postponed. I’m busy. We’ll go next time. And don’t you dare touch that ring again.” He yanked it off my finger, his grip tight, then shoved me out of the office.

The door slammed in my face.

I stood in the hallway, my chest hollow. For five years, I had waited for him. For five years, I had clung to every broken promise. And now…

He walked past me with his coat in hand. “I’m not coming home tonight. Don’t wait up.” His voice was cold, final. Then he was gone.

I sighed, sinking to the floor. Happy anniversary to me.

When I tried calling Thomas and Paul, my brothers, hoping maybe they could at least celebrate with me tomorrow, both said they were busy. No one had time for me.

So the next day, I made a choice. If no one would celebrate me, I would celebrate myself.

I rented a wedding gown—just for a day. Silly, maybe, but I wanted to see myself as a bride, if only in a picture. I went to a small church, planning to light a candle, maybe whisper a prayer for better days.

But fate wasn’t done with me.

On my way there, I spotted familiar figures outside the church. Thomas. Paul. And—Tobias.

My heart leapt, ready to call out. But then I saw the woman with him.

Janine.

My blood froze. Janine—our sister who disappeared five years ago after scamming the family, the sister they all swore to hate. It was because of her that we got bankrupt and our parents got sick. I was forced to live with Tobias so he can merge our company and help us financially. But why… does they seem to forget what she had done?

She was even dressed in a wedding gown. My dream gown. The one Tobias said was for the investors.

I hid behind the gate, my heart racing, listening as their voices carried.

“Are you really sure about this marriage?” Janine’s voice trembled. “What about my sister, Carmela? If she learns about it, she’ll kill me.”

Tobias’s laugh was low. “Of course not. She’ll never know. It’s not like we’re married. We’re just living together. And soon… she’ll be disposed of. You know you’re the one I truly loved, and she’s just convenient when you left.”

“I’m sorry for leaving. I was just scared you will all get mad after what happened. But I’m back now.”

My knees weakened. They were all happy—without me.

“Brother,” Janine turned to Thomas and Paul, her voice soft, “thank you for accepting me again. You really love me more than Carmela, don’t you?”

Thomas’s voice was calm, steady. “Yes. Always you, Janine. Carmela was just the one Dad handed everything to. I don’t even know why she’s the favorite. Always the bitch. But not anymore. We were only pretending with her. For Dad’s sake. Now you’re back, you’ll get what you deserve.”

Paul nodded. “She’ll pay for everything. You suffered for her mistakes. Why not tell us that she was the reason you got scammed? But we’ll protect you this time.”

Tobias took Janine’s hand, pressing a kiss to it. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure she never hurts you again. If she tries… I’ll be the one to hurt her… especially now that you’re my wife and she’s nothing.”

The world spun. My breath caught in my throat as their voices blurred together.

They left laughing, their words echoing in my ears. My sister. My husband. My brothers. All against me.

I staggered back, tears blinding me. The gown I wore felt heavy, suffocating. My chest clenched so tight I could barely breathe.

I turned and ran, my sobs breaking through the silence. I ran without seeing, without thinking—until headlights blinded me.

The screech of tires.

A horn blaring.

Then—impact.

The world turned black.