Summary
My older brother has always hated me. He once told me to my face that he wished I would just die.
So, as he wished, I got stomach cancer.
But then he regretted it.
Yet I still died.
With a smile, I died right in front of him.
My older brother has always hated me. He once told me to my face that he wished I would just die.
So, as he wished, I got stomach cancer.
But then he regretted it.
Yet I still died.
With a smile, I died right in front of him.