CHAPTER ONE         I was born in a small city in Connecticut and currently resided in New York. I sipped champagne from the flute glass and stared at the letter. It was written by my elder sister, Ansley Lewis. She was no more.       It was unbelievable. That she had a daughter. I didn't know anything about it until reading this letter.       She gave birth to a daughter. Mom told me that she met with an accident, but she didn't tell me about her daughter. Why? My heart was aching.        Five years ago, I got into a fight with her. She was dating my boyfriend. She said they were going to tell me. I knew. She wasn't lying.        I rubbed my hand on my cheek. I didn't wanna go there. She wrote this letter to me before her death. She had apologized to me. She had also mentione

            I smoothed my hand on my pencil blue skirt. I was hoping to see her today. If not naturally, I made it happen. I was confident to see her today. But it was vague possibly as she was a kid. Why would he bring his daughter to his office?        With a smile on my face, I grabbed my things and headed toward the door.        Stepping out, I locked the door of our home and headed toward the stairs. My heels were making noises against the floor. There was no one in view. I could see only people in their running pants.       I held out my key and unlocked my car. I sat behind the wheels and put my bag and files on the passenger seat. I put on the seat belt.       ' I'm sorry, Ansley. I should be the one to apologize. I should understand that you both were in love. I shouldn't stop talking to you. But I promise Chels

              I pulled over the car in the parking lot. Grabbing my clutch, I hurried toward the entrance.        I winced at the sight of him. I quickened my steps as I reached the hospital. I hardly talked to my mother. We were in a hate and love relationship after Ansley's death. I had one more reason to ignore her that she hid about my niece.        "What are you doing here, Chris?" I stopped beside him as he was talking to the doctor. He wasn't my boss right now. I was off duty.        He raised his eyebrows. I should be the one acting like this.        'What was he doing here? How does he know my mother?'       My heart began to race. Did he know my mother through Ansley? S***! He must have known I was her sister.        The doctor

        Space! I needed space. Continue thinking about mom's condition, the thought of her going through her illness at this time when I was busy with my bitching behaviour and so stubborn not to talk to them. Because she could see that which I couldn't. She was enduring all this alone. I wasn't a good daughter. I should take care of her after Ansley's death. I was her only family. I didn't know. How did Chris know all this? He promised Ansley to take care of her, which I couldn't do. I should be the one doing this, not him.        I tucked the strands behind my ear. I didn't glance at the clock as it didn't seem to move.       I glanced at my watch reluctantly. Two minutes must have passed, barely. From the last time, I checked it.        The nurses were coming and going in and out of the rooms. My back was hurting and my eyes were getting heavy. This was the moment whe

PART - TWO              I glanced at happy, smiling faces. The wedding was simple but royal one. I couldn't make such arrangements for my wedding. I got married. It didn't seem fair that my sister's one night stand partner was my husband now.      My gaze was on Chelsea. My mother and my mother in law…… They were looking at kids and laughing over something. A nurse was sitting on the chair behind my mother.      Alyssum's sons, Aidan and Dairo were playing in the background with Renee. She was Victoria and Harris' daughter. Chelsea and Renee were holding a small girl's hand. I didn't know her name but she was Alyssum's best friend's daughter, Becca and Nathan. There were only a few people, almost family. All were rich and businessmen.        Chris squeezed my hand. I swivelled and looked at him. His gaze was gi