My Family Faked Their Deaths to Give My Fiancé to My Sister

"My Family Faked Their Deaths to Give My Fiancé to My Sister" is a Family serial novel published on Novelix. 1 chapters in total. "The night Alaric Vale proposed to me, my younger sister, Ro…

Novelix 1 chapters English Family Billionaire Urban 22 Aug 2026

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"The night Alaric Vale proposed to me, my younger sister, Rosalie Mercer, slit her wrists. Mom took her to Switzerland for treatment. A month later, word came that they had both died in a car accident. Alaric went to identify the bodies. The ferry he took was caught in a storm, and he was lost at sea. Dad and my brother, Tristan, went to Switzerland to handle the arrangements. Their plane crashed on the way home. In just three months, I lost everyone I loved. I thought they had died because I refused to give Alaric up for Rosalie. I sold the home we had bought for our marriage and had five empty graves built for them. After resigning from the architecture firm, I was diagnosed with severe depression and post-traumatic stress disorder. Every night, I dreamed of them standing beside my bed covered in blood, demanding to know why I would rather let Rosalie die than give Alaric up for her. For three years, I didn't celebrate my birthday or dare begin a new life. On every anniversary, I would send a message to the family WhatsApp group, where I was the only one who ever spoke anymore: “I'm sorry. I've come to see you all.” On the third anniversary of their deaths, a wedding invitation suddenly appeared in the group. Groom: Alaric Vale. Bride: Rosalie Mercer. When I reached the wedding hotel, Mom was tearfully adjusting Rosalie's veil. Then Dad walked her down an aisle covered in white roses, while Tristan waited at the altar with the rings. Not one of the people I had mourned for three years was dead. Mom stopped me outside the reception hall, her eyes red as she explained, “Rosalie would die without Alaric, but you refused to let him go.” “The only way was to let us die one after another in front of you. Then you would blame yourself for all our deaths and never dare go looking for Alaric again.” She took my hand, almost pleading. “You survived losing your entire family, but Rosalie can't live without him.” “Just pretend we're really dead. Please leave us alone.” All this time, they had been alive and well. I was the only one who had spent three years grieving for people who were never dead."

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