POV: Victoria You know, the first time was a bomb. The first time we met, we had spent some time shopping and talking about our lives. I always enjoy my time with him because he makes me feel special and he makes me forget my problems with my family. All my life, I have always felt that I needed a friend I could confide in. That void in her heart was filled when I met Miguel, he is my other half that I never even knew was missing. He looks just like me, not to mention the fact that we share the same likes and dislikes, we also share the same sense of humor and do many other things. It’s amazing how he felt so perfect for me, I felt happy to be with him, and to be honest, I couldn't wait to be with him and spend some good time with him. I agreed to have lunch with him, but my anticipation and excitement were just too much. I couldn't even wait for lunch, I woke up feeling so happy to see him. Yeah, I know what you are thinking. You think I only woke up happy because Raphael and I ha
POV: Victoria He kept mute and just stared at me, his hands holding mine on the table. He didn’t need to say too much, his silence and action were enough evidence that he meant what he was saying to me. He doesn’t look too good either, I could tell that he feels hurt. He doesn’t want to hurt me, but he has no choice."I don't understand," I whispered to him, my voice trembling. "How can I be your sister, Marisol? I've lived my whole life as Victoria, and I have a family. I have a mom and a dad, I even have a sister. Eloise and Austin Kendall are my parents, not some kidnappers you are making them out to be. You need to stop saying these things about my family, I don’t want to lose our friendship, but I will walk away if you don’t stop right now.If you think I’m your sister because I look like you, then what about Claire?!Is she your sister too?Well, news flash, pretty boy. Claire looks nothing like you, and she is my sister. So how do you explain that?" I asked him furiously, tr
POV: Victoria “Are you feeling okay, Mari, do you need me to come with you?I think you need someone by your side when you confront your family. I want us to do it together, I want to be by your side when you ask her about your real family. I want to see what she has to say for herself.” He told me firmly, trying to coax me to let him tag along. I know he doesn’t really want to hear anything she has to say. He simply wants to be by my side when I find out the truth from the woman I have called mother all my life.He cares, he truly cares. If we had grown up together, we would have been inseparable. How did I survive without him all these years?“No, Miguel, I want to do this alone. I can’t face her if you are there with me. I’ll come right back after I speak with her. I want to know everything too, I want to spend more time with you and get to know you better. I thought I was crazy when I felt drawn to you, mom nearly went mad with rage I told her about you and admitted that I wish t
POV: Victoria“You slapped me?Why would you hit me like that, have you gone crazy?” Claire yelled angrily, her palm holding her cheek as she glared at Mom. “One more rude word from you and you will find out what I’m capable of, you stupid child. To think that you chose a ruthless thug over your family and you said mean things about me to your sister, making her question her paternity. This is all your fault, you ruined our family, you ruined our beautiful family!” Mom screamed at her, looking even more angry than we were a few minutes ago. She is holding her phone like a gun and she is pointing it at her, making her move backwards in fear. I saw her face from the corner where I was hiding, and I could swear that she thought she was actually holding a gun, and she would have accidentally or even knowingly shot her. She is not the mom I know, she looks like a monster.I stayed in the shadows and watched as she paced the room in anger and frustration, forcing Claire to sit in a corner
POV: VictoriaMom’s face twisted in anguish. She could not believe that I would be this blunt with her. I guess she never thought I could stand up to her like Claire did. She reached out to me and tried to hold my hand, but I pulled my hand away, taking a step back to put some distance between us, moving away from her.“I am only here because I want to hear your side of the story. I want to hear what you have to say, I want to give you a chance to come clean and be honest with me. I could get Miguel to back down and not open any investigation on my kidnap if only you could confide in me and tell me the whole truth. But if you don’t tell me the truth, mom. I will leave you and never look back, I will turn a blind eye to your plight when my family comes with the police. You will never see me again mom, I will never come back here!” I told her sternly, meaning every damn word.“Are you fucking kidding me right now?!” Claire asked in anger, glaring at me furiously. “Why is everyone bein
POV: Victoria I exchanged a glance with Claire when we both sensed the danger lurking beneath our mother’s act. She kept refilling our glasses with more drinks, urging us to take more. I could see her getting our glasses and refilling them, but when she finally brought it to us, we would just grab it from her and gulp it down as if we had been hypnotized.“No,” I said firmly when she brought yet another glass of strawberry cocktail for me. I shook my head vehemently, refusing the drink. “We’re not drinking anything from you anymore, mom. We don’t want more, stop it, Mom, stop it.” I told her furiously, pushing away the glass that she brought closer to my lips. But she wouldn’t stop. She grabbed my hair and held my head down as she forced it down my throat, forcing me to gulp it down. She pushed me roughly after she forced it down my throat and I fell hard on the floor, hurting my waist. I struggled to look up at her face and her eyes flared with frustration and something darker tha
POV: Victoria “Get in here and move them to the van before the guys get here!” she told someone on the phone, smiling proudly as she did. She got up and walked away from my side, walking towards Claire. She stopped in front of Claire and put her hand on her chin, raising her face so she could look into her eyes.“Why don’t we take our little reunion to the road. You don’t want your boyfriend to come back home and meet you like this do you?” she asked us, smiling at us as if everything was okay. “I called you, mom!We both called you mom!I did everything to make you happy and comfortable. I worked my ass off to give everything you ever asked for, and this is how you pay me back?By drugging and trying me up like a fucking criminal?I guess this is why your husband left you for your sister. He saw the signs that you were going crazy. And now I have confirmed that you are indeed crazy!You need help, Eloise, you need help!” I told her angrily, earning a slap on my already stiff neck.
POV: Victoria “Who are you people, what do you want from us?What do you want from us?!” I yelled in frustration as one of the guys lifted Claire from the floor and carried her on his shoulder. Before I could say Jack, another one of the boys lifted me from the floor and threw me on his shoulder too. “So you plan to use your family’s wealth to deal with me huh?” Mom asked me in a mocking tone as she headed back to her luggage and hid her gun in it before walking out with her purse in her hand. I was hanging on the shoulder of a stranger, but I could see her walking out while someone dragged her luggage and followed her out. The funny thing is that she isn’t limping like someone who is sick. She has always been sick, always having us around to take care of her needs and keep her company. Now as I watched her walking behind us and giving orders to the boys, I couldn’t help wondering if she was even sick like she claimed. Was that also a lie, has she been pretending to be sick just