All Chapters of The Sister He Never Chose : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

SEREIA The gates opened as the car drove into the driveway. The press was still shouting present in the mansion behind us. Their voices got fainter as the iron bars closed. We were home. We were safe. For now.Liyana was asleep in my arms. Her face was still wet. Her rabbit was squished between us. I carried her upstairs. Valerian walked behind me his hand on my back.I put Liyana on the bed, kissed her forehead. I pulled the blanket up to her chin. She did not wake up.I stood there for a moment watching her breathe. Then Valerian took my hand. We went downstairs.Marcus was waiting for us in the living room. He stood by the window his face half in the shadows. He had his phone in his hand. He turned around when we walked in."You made it " he said."Barely " Valerian said. He let go of my hand. Walked to the fireplace. "What do you have for us?"Marcus looked at me. His eyes were sharp. They were not mean just serious. "I am close to getting what we need " he started. ". I need mor

SEREIAThe morning was grey and I had not slept. I was lying beside Valerian whilst staring at the ceiling and thinking about what Marcus said. He said that my daughter needs to know about Lucas.. How do I tell her about Lucas without scaring her? How do I warn her about Lucas without making myself look like a bad person?Valerian soon woke up. He turned to me. His hand found mine under the blanket. "You are awake " he said. “I never even slept.” I muttered and he sat up immediately. He ran his hand through his hair, his eyes looking tired. We were both tired."We need to tell Liyana about Lucas " he started . "We need to do it before she goes to school." My stomach was tight. I was worried. "I know " I said. ". We have to be careful. We cannot tell her to run from Lucas. We cannot tell her to scream. The court will say that I am trying to turn her against him."Valerian was quiet. His jaw was tight. "Then what do we tell her?" he asked. I sat up. I pulled the blanket around my sho

VALERIANThe woman’s voice was still with me after we left the cafe. I did not mean to hurt anyone.. She had hurt people. She took money from someone. She did what she was told. She did not ask questions. Now my family was in trouble.Marcus was walking beside me. He was looking at his phone. He was checking maps and records. "Victor Tolan. He is the person we need to talk to.""Where can we find him?" I asked."There is a bar on the side of town. It is called The Rusty Nail. It is not a place. It is the kind of place where people go when they do not want to be found." Marcus showed me the address. "He has been seen there every night for the month. He sits in the place at the same time.""Then we will go there tonight."Marcus nodded. "We should rest first. He will not be there until late."I looked at my watch. It was 11:30 AM. We had a time to wait. I was thinking about Sereia. I was thinking about her eyes."Take me home " I said. "I need to see Sereia."---The mansion was quiet w

SEREIAThe courtroom was a cold place. It was not the kind of cold that comes from windows or a broken heater. The cold I felt, lived in the walls, in the benches, in the eyes of the people who sat in judgment. I had been here before. Many times. The wood of the defendants table was familiar under my palms. The flag behind the judges chair was the same. The bailiffs voice was the same.I sat beside Margaret Chen, my lawyer. Valerian sat behind me his presence solid and warm. Sarah was beside him.Judge Morrison entered. We rose and then we sat."Mr. Sterling’s counsel may proceed " the judge said.Lucas’s lawyer stood up, He was a thin man with a polished look. He walked to the center of the room with the confidence of a man who had never doubted himself."Your Honor the petitioner has evidence that the respondent has a history of instability " he said. “We have witnesses who can attest to Sereia Fontaine’s behavior. Her pattern of manipulation. Her inability to maintain relation

SEREIAThe hospital room was quiet except for the beeping of machines.I sat beside Liyana's bed, watching her sleep, her small chest rising and falling beneath the white sheets. Her rabbit was tucked under her arm. Her hair was spread across the pillow like dark silk. She looked peaceful. Innocent.She didn't know that her body was failing her.A nurse appeared in the doorway. "Ms. Fontaine? The doctor is ready for you."I kissed Liyana's forehead. "I'll be right back, baby."She didn't stir.---The donation room was small and cold.A bed in the center. Machines along the walls."Ms. Fontaine, please lie down. We'll begin the testing."I lay on the bed. A nurse inserted a needle into my arm. I watched my blood flow through a tube, into a bag, into the machines.The room grew warm. My eyelids grew heavy."Just rest," the nurse said. "We'll wake you when it's done."I closed my eyes.---I woke to sunlight.The room was empty. The needle was gone.The door opened. The doctor walked in