My Brother Blamed Me for Our Parents' Death

I died.

I died during the joyful Labor Day holiday.

The moment before I died, Allan Patton slammed my door open.

"Ada Patton! If you dare touch Leigh again, get out of this house and never come back!"

I remained calm and, with the last of my strength, pointed to the agreement on the table. "Since you hate me this much, let’s cut our sibling ties."

After a long silence, Allan’s furious and disappointed voice filled the room: "Ada! Don’t think you can threaten me with this."

"Fine, since you're so determined to leave, be gone before nightfall—don’t let me see you again!"