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“Marry my fiancé, Yulia.”
Elena begged, her face twisted into a pitiful pout as she shook me, causing the oatmeal to pour from the wooden spoon.
“I can’t marry him, Elena. Life doesn’t work like that. He came for you, not me.”
I placed the spoon on the kitchen counter and walked to the fridge to grab the jam.
I quietly placed the jam on the table and turned to her just to wipe my hands with my apron.
“I told you I couldn’t marry him,” I added. “He came for you, Elena. He needed you, girl.”
Elena frowned. Her lower lip trembled as she looked at her manicured nails.
“But I love someone else,” her voice cracked.
I looked at the pot of boiling water.
The spoon slipped from my fingers and I pressed my palm against the counter to steady myself.
“Why can't you just do as you are told for once?” She turned away.
I ignored her, and lifted the heavy pot to the table, gently placing it down.
My muscles strained, and I felt her presence behind me, then turned towards her.
“Face your fear, girl.” I walked away from her to reach for the stack of plates.
A crash echoed behind me. I quickly turned to her.
“Ahh, Mom!” she cried out.
I ran towards her. Elena lay on the floor. The pot rolled beside her, spilling water across the floor.
Ivan pushed past me as Mom and Dad got up and stumbled into the kitchen.
“Yulia, what have you done?”
Ivan gripped my shoulder and allowed his fingers to dig into my skin.
I looked at my empty hands, stared at Elena as she curled into a ball.
“Dad, it hurts.”
Dad pulled her into his chest, scanning her body. He looked at the red skin on her arm.
“Yulia, what happened?”
I stood still, pressing my lips together.
My face went still. I wanted to tell him she tripped herself, but I kept blinking and stayed quiet.
Elena sobbed into Dad's chest and her voice became small.
“Dad, I tried to talk to Yulia about the wedding but I guess she didn't want me to, that's why she pushed me.”
“Wha…what?”
My cheek burned as if he'd pressed a hot iron to my skin. I covered my face with my hand, staring at the floor.
“I knew it, Dad. Yulia has been rude to Elena ever since she came into this house. I knew she didn't want Elena to stay with us.”
Ivan stepped on the spilled food. His smile disappeared.
“The food we were supposed to eat that morning was wasted.” He stepped back.
“I'm sorry.”
I looked at everyone, maybe I was wrong, maybe I went too far.
“We didn't train you like this, Yulia. We always loved you and we cared for you.”
Ivan paused and shook his head.
“I'm disappointed in you, Yulia.
I'm sure big brother Dominic will be disappointed in you also. Elena had been missing for a long time.”
“Now that she had met her parents, you didn’t want her to experience parental love. Listen, I'm your brother and I love you both.”
Elena looked at Ivan through her wet lashes.
“Ivan, don't talk like that. Yulia must have been stressed out, that's why she reacted like that.”
She squeezed Ivan's hand, then continued.
“Help me talk to her, she should accept the marriage. I gave her my reasons, she should understand that I love someone else and not Nikolai.” She pressed her lips together as she stared at him.
“I knew you wouldn’t want me to marry someone I didn't love, right?”
She touched dad’s hand.
“Dad?”
Dad cleared his throat while he looked at Mom.
“Mom?”
Mom swallowed hard, she looked at my red face and turned away. She turned to Elena.
“Don't worry, darling, you won't marry someone else.”
She looked at me like she had already made up her mind.
“Yulia, did you want your sister to marry someone else?”
“No Ma'am,” I stared at the tiles, tears rolled down my cheek, as I sniffed in and swallowed the lump in my throat.
I remembered three days ago, she blocked me on my way to the kitchen.
“Why are you so calm, Yulia?”
“You stole my peace, you stole my life, and you think you can just act like nothing happened?”
She pushed me down the stairs and immediately ran to help me up.
“Yulia, next time please watch your steps,” she added.
“Why is she in a hurry?” Mom asked.
I stared too long and I hated myself for that. I stood up slowly, placing my other hand on my wrist.
No one stood up, they kept talking. I looked at them and headed outside.
Yesterday she broke into my room, claiming I stole her perfume. She searched everywhere but couldn't find it, then she threw my bag on the floor.
My silver bracelet fell on the floor. It was the only thing I had from my birth parents.
She claimed it was hers, I fought back but she invited our parents so they could identify whether the bracelet had been with me since they adopted me. They accused me of stealing my sister's bracelet.
I kept replaying it in my head. Honestly, I didn't hear them call my name.
Mom snapped her fingers.
“What are you looking at?” She stared at me for a while and continued.
“Listen, Yulia, you will marry Nikolai, and that's final.”
“What?”
I looked at the people I called family and realized I wasn't their daughter. I was just their replacement.
"And if I refuse, what will happen?" I whispered.
I followed him down the hallway. My feet echoed on the tiles as I spotted the door to the ward.I took a deep breath. The blood would flow from my arms to hers. This was the choice I made. I felt a cold shiver.He stopped at the entrance to the doctor's office then turned to me.“Make sure you do exactly what you are told.” He held my shoulder and squeezed it a little before letting go.I twisted the handle and pushed the door inward. The doctor sat on a chair and brought out a long file from the drawer.“Excuse me.” I stepped in.He looked up and scanned my body. “Who are you?” He said sharply as he adjusted his glasses.“Have your seat.” He pointed at the chair opposite the table. I moved it and sat down.He pushed the file to the drawer, and held his hands together.“You are…..?” He looked at me.“Mrs Romano.” I turned to look at my husband, standing outside the office. “Mrs Romano, I'm so sorry for keeping you waiting. You are here to donate. You will follow me so I can run so
My husband quietly held my wrist. His skin felt warm against my cold skin. I didn't speak but I searched his eyes.“Lily needs you.” He looked at me.My heartbeat raced, a strange unease settling in my chest. The name Lily echoed in my head.“We were on our way home and we bumped into an accident. The doctor said she needed blood because she lost a lot of blood in the accident.”I remained silent and he continued.“There isn't a matching blood type for her in the hospital currently so he asked if there is someone that can donate for her. Yulia… donate your blood. We need to save her.” “How did you know I'm a perfect match for her?” “I asked my men to do a background check on you.”My eyes slowly widened.“So you were with her.” I pulled my wrist back and my voice began to rise.“Just donate the blood we are losing her.” His voice became louder than mine and suddenly dropped.“Please, do this for me. Lily needs you.” He held my hands tight and I couldn't resist.“Where is she?” I swa
I pushed his chest away, with all the strength I had in me. His head hit the porcelain. The door banged behind me as I ran out, my heels clicking rapidly on the floor.My shoulder hit a guest walking toward me, I bent down to pick up my purse without looking up. Nikolai stood with the guest. He turned to look at me, quickly signaled to one of the waiters and passed him the glass.He walked toward me and grabbed my wrist. His hands felt like iron, he stared into my eyes, scanning left and right, he said nothing.He then turned to the crowd. The waiter stood in front. He took a fresh spoon and a glass cup. He tapped the rim three times. The ringing sound cut through the room. Heads turned to our direction.Silence fell. I lowered my head and my skin felt hot under the stage lights.“I apologize for the interruption.” My husband said, bowing his head.“I appreciate your presence. Y'all stand for me and my wife.” He slowly turned his head to look at me, I softly curved my lips. “My wif
I threw my body through the opened window. The cold air touched my skin, as my legs hit a narrow edge. The hit sent a sharp pain up my back.I pressed my palms against the cold wall and forced my breath to stay quiet.Inside the room, Nikolai stumbled into the room, struggling to keep his balance. He looked under the table, his eyes landed on the mop that fell earlier.He quickly turned to check the wardrobe and he ran his eyes across the room. There was nothing.He turned his face away from the window. My muscles shook as my legs held onto two bricks.I looked down, two guards walked back and forth slowly in the garden. I could see their shadows on the grass. One look up would end my life.I waited. The room finally became silent, then noticed Nikolai was gone.My nails scratched against the rough wall as I held on tightly and dragged myself along the flat edge.I reached the master's bedroom, grabbed the window frame, cl
His phone vibrated in his pocket. He pulled back to look at the screen that displayed Father.He pressed his phone to his ear and didn't speak for a while. He only signaled to the driver to pull over. The car screeched as it slowed down and it came to a stop.Nikolai stepped out of the car. That was when I finally exhaled.He leaned back into the doorway.“Baby, I'll be back soon.” he said with a smile and turned to the driver.“Take her home, give her whatever she asks for.”A car suddenly slowed down and blocked the view ahead of us.Nikolai kept walking forward to the car ahead of us till he climbed inside, the driver twisted the key and the car began to hum.When we arrived at the mansion, it was much bigger than I expected.The driver stepped out of the car, walked around to my side and pulled the door open. I stepped on small pieces of gravel on the ground.This is my life now. I scanned the environment till I
A bitter chemical smell filled my lungs before I could open my eyes. My throat felt like it was lined with glass, something cold pressed against the back of my hand.A sharp pain suddenly hurt behind my eyes. I forced them open against the harsh white light. Dominic sat on the wooden chair near the bed. He stared at the wall as he gently rested his elbow on his knee. The pride he usually carried in his shoulders had vanished. His hands began to shake but he rubbed his hands together.The sheet rustled as I shifted slightly. Dominic turned towards me. His eyes widened for a second, and he gripped the edge of the bed.“How did you feel?” His voice sounded thin. He didn't look at my forehead where the bandage sat, instead he looked at my hands.“I'm fine,” I lied.My hand twitched under the blanke. I wanted to hold his hand but I kept my hands at my side. Elena's voice echoed in my head.“You stole my life.” Her voice wouldn't leav







