"Clea," Exiquel called right after I jumped out of our car. "Are you hear to play with me again?" He asked.
I smiled then waved at him. "Of course, what else could be the reason I am here?" I asked.
I witnessed how my father treated Athijha and she witnessed how hard it was for me too. My sister and I was there for each other but we never had the power to save each other.
We were exposed to tons and tons of crimes at such a young age. We were exposed to killing and smuggling, all for the mafia. And even if I want to deny it, Athijha and I were also victims of our father's craziness.
My hatred towards this family grew that I even did the most stupid mistake. I used Athijha as as shield just so I can enjoy my life.
I started feeling envious towards my sister when I found out that we have different fathers. And I always wished I was her because even if she's an illegitimate child, her real dad is not like mine.
I'd always cry myself to sleep after dad's done with his business with me.
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