“One Night, I Heard My Husband Tell My Younger Sister, ‘Come to My Room at Midnight. This Time, We Have to Finally Do It.’ I Thought They Were Having an Affair. But When I Looked Through the Keyhole, I Saw My Husband Lying on the Floor—and My Sister Holding a Large Pair of Scissors…”

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Sophia is more than just a sister to me.

Our mother died when Sophia was still little, and for many years, I was both a sister and a mother to her.

I trusted her with my life.

But recently, I noticed that something had changed between her and Robert.

They often went off somewhere alone, supposedly to discuss something.

Whenever I approached, they immediately fell silent.

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Several times, I also noticed Robert secretly handing something to Sophia.

And whenever I asked about it, they both smiled awkwardly.

At first, I didn’t pay much attention.

Until that Tuesday evening.

I was making tea in the kitchen when I heard my husband’s voice coming from the hallway.

“Sophia, come to my room tonight at midnight.”

My hand froze.

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My sister answered quietly.

“Robert, what if Elizabeth wakes up?”

“She won’t. She’s always asleep at that hour.”