The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Lucas swiftly stepped forward and delivered a quick blow to Thalia's wrist. She screamed, and the knife fell to the ground, disarming her.

Melody smiled gently, her face showing signs of recent recovery from her illness.

"If we hadn't done this, how would you have willingly walked into our trap and exposed your true colors? Oh Thalia, I've long suspected you. We finally have the evidence we need. It's been years since you killed your sister, yet you still haven't achieved what you wanted."

Thalia instinctively asked, "What?"

"The biggest difference between you and Claudia is clear," Melody continued. "Do you not realize it, after all these years of being sisters? It's her innate kindness. In that aspect, you'll never compare to her." Thalia scoffed. "Don't get too cocky. Do you really think you know my sister better than me? You think she's kind, but it's just a facade she puts on in front of others. She's a master at acting. She acts all understanding and kind when around others, but in reality, she's the one who pushed me into a corner.

"You haven't lived with her before, so you don't know how unbearable it is to share the same space with her. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have ended up on this path! The person I love doesn't love me..." Her gaze shifted to Lucas, but he was completely focused on Melody, not even sparing her a glance. It left a bitter taste in her heart.

why I said you didn't really know your sister. You don't know what she did, and you don't know why your

self-righteous! You don't understand what happened back then at

a crime so perfectly? Why didn't the police investigate the suspicious points at the scene? Did you think your acting really fooled everyone? Do you think faking a suicide would

did not understand the whole story, so how could

long time. She even how it

also wondered

smoothly. From drugging Claudia to staging the scene, and then leaving everything behind to escape. It all seemed simpler than she had imagined, with even the police quickly wrapping up

once again. She never cooked, and she admitted that she had relied more on Claudia to take care of

for the first time. It was a rare occasion for the two of them to sit at the table together after their father's death, let alone to enjoy a meal she had cooked

Claudia must have been at that moment. She genuinely believed that Thalia had forgiven her. Who could have guessed that it was her sister who offered