I Replace My Sister To Save My Family....But Her Husband Is Obsessed With Me

Zella

“Zaria is missing.”

The words did not make sense at first. My mother was crying, my father could not look at me, and Uncle Silas… he looked like a man deciding who would die next. That was when I knew whatever was happening was not just family business. It was something worse. I stood in the middle of the living room, my fingers still wrapped around my bag, my heart beating too fast for me to think clearly.

“Missing?” I asked.

No one answered right away. The silence said more than anything else. My mother let out a broken sound and covered her face. My father turned toward the window like he could not stand to look at me. Uncle Silas did not move. He just watched. Something cold moved through my chest.

“Say something,” I said, my voice cracking now. “What do you mean she is missing?”

“She disappeared,” my father said quietly. “No call. No message. Nothing.” The room suddenly became cold. Zaria… gone? My twin.

We share the same face, but that is where it ends. She lived a life I was never part of, growing up with Uncle Silas, surrounded by power and money, while I stayed here with my parents, living something simple and quiet. We barely spoke, and when we did, it never felt like we were sisters. Still, she is my blood.

“How long?” I asked.

My mother slowly lowered her hands, her eyes swollen and red.

“Two months.”

The words hit hard.

“Two months?” I repeated. “And you are just telling me now?”

My father finally looked at me, guilt heavy in his eyes.

“We thought she would come back.”

Something about that answer felt wrong. Am I not part of this family? For my mom to call me to come home at once and ended the call, I knew something was not right. We need to look for her. It doesn't mean we don't communicate as sisters, that doesn't mean I wouldn't put my heart in searching for her. Zaria is not just anyone. She is married into the Cristopher family, one of the most powerful families in this country. To the public, she is Uncle Silas’s only daughter. No one knows I exist. No one knows she has a twin. If people find out she has disappeared, everything will fall apart.

“Steven,” Uncle Silas said, his voice calm, but beneath were hidden authority. “Do not forget the promise you made.”

I frowned and looked at my father. “What promise?”

My father’s jaw tightened. “Silas, not now.”

“You chose to marry Arielle,” Uncle Silas continued, as if he had not spoken. “The woman sent to kill me. I let her live because you begged me to. You promised that one day, when I ask for something, you will give it to me.”

My stomach turned. I had never heard any of this before.

“What do you want?” my father asked.

“I want Zella to take Zaria’s place.”

For a moment, everything stopped.

“What?” The word came out before I could think clearly.

My mother suddenly dropped to her knees.

“Please,” she cried. “Do not do this. Not her. Not again.”

I rushed forward and grabbed her arm, trying to pull her up, but she pushed me away.

“Kill me instead,” she said through her tears. “I will not let you ruin her life.”

“Ruin?” Uncle Silas let out a tired laugh. “Everything was ruined a long time ago.”

“Enough,” my father snapped.

“You think this is a choice?” Uncle Silas shot back. “If Zaria does not return, we all die.”