Chapter 38: Acting Sienna

“It’s okay,” Ginevra sniffed, disengaging the hug. “Continue,” she urged. I smiled. She was so determined to hear all my stories. Who wouldn’t anyway?

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After killing Tommaso, I decided to go to the city instead. I left the woods in the morning. I reached the town, I went to my grandma’s house, I couldn’t find Ginevra. I went to my old family house, I still couldn’t find her. I cried all day, I didn’t know how she was faring, what had happened to her after my death. Everything just overwhelmed me. After a few days of wallowing in self-pity, I composed myself. I went out, walking the street, holding Ginevra’s photo and asking a few people if they had seen her. No one claimed to have seen her. I was sad, my heart was heavy with the pain of losing my only sister. I sat down on a street bench, hugging Ginevra’s photo and crying bitterly.

“Sienna?!” a lady exclaimed cheerfully, sitting beside me. She wrapped her arms around my neck in a hug. I was confused. But then it dawned on me th