Alora While I was getting ready for my wedding tomorrow, my sister was getting fucked by my mate in his room. Growing up in the Dellih family, I was always the shadow, the extra, the one they barely noticed unless they wanted something to compare to. The odd child, second to the best. And the best was always my sister. Elara. She was three years older than me and my parent’s favorite. My parents didn’t even try to hide it, she was their favorite, their shining star, their pride. I was just… there. If Elara was the sun, then I was the dust stuck behind her glow, invisible unless you squinted hard enough. Everything I owned was once hers. Clothes, books, jewelry. Even my bedroom furniture. I used to call them leftovers, because that’s all I ever got. Leftovers. After all those years of being treated like I was insignificant, of being inferior to her, I was finally going to be with my mate. My Tamlin. A man who saw me and loved me for who I am, a man who I would never be se
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