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Shattered Alliances

Penulis: Pere Mackie
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Chapter 5

Emily

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My body froze as I watched Nathan and my sister whom I had sacrificed a lot for kiss passionately like they had been waiting for this moment all along.

Tears streaked from my eyes.

The betrayal cut deeper than stab wounds. How could they do this to me?

I wiped my tears with the back of my hands, put on my sunglasses, and walked up to them. “Emma” I yelled. “How could you do this to me, your sister? How can you kiss a man who humiliated your sister?”

She didn’t respond. She just stared back at me with no expression on her face.

“Ma’am, would you like me to get your suitcase? You’ve been standing there for quite some time.” I snapped out of my frozen state and realized I had been imagining the confrontation.

“Yes, get my suitcase for me, I’ll wait in the car.” The cab driver nodded and walked towards the jet while I walked back to the cab.

There was no use confronting them.

With slow steps, I turned back the way I came. My heels clicked against t
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