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Chapter Eight: The Beginning of Their Game
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2026-10-19 23:18:19
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The Sister Who Stole My Second Life Chapter Eight: The Beginning of Their Game
The first thing I saw when I entered the classroom the next morning was my sister standing beside Alexander. They were laughing. Not the polite kind of laughter people shared with classmates, but the easy, familiar laughter of two people who believed they had found something worth exploring. My sister's blonde hair fell over her shoulders as she leaned toward him, showing him something on her phone. Alexander looked down at the screen, smiling. For a moment, I stood at the doorway. In my previous life, I had seen that smile thousands of times. I had believed it meant I was special, that I occupied a place in his heart no one else could reach. Now I knew better. A charming smile could make a person feel chosen without promising them anything real. I walked to my desk. “Good morning, Margaret,” Chloe greeted me. “Good morning.” She followed my gaze toward the front of the classroom. “Your sister and Alexander seem to be getting along very well.” “They do.” “Y
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