The One Who Swore to Protect Me Crushed Me

The day before the admission quota was announced, my sister was kidnapped by robbers.

To save her, I was dragged deep into the mountains by a gang of thugs.

By the time my sister arrived, my legs were bent at an unnatural 90-degree angle, and my lower body was drenched in blood.

She rushed me to the hospital in a frenzy, begging the doctors to save me.

With red-rimmed eyes, she swore she would make sure every single person who hurt me ended up behind bars.

But just as I lay in bed, I heard a hushed voice outside the door.