For several seconds, neither sister moved.Isabella stood in the doorway.Elena stood beside the window.They looked almost identical, but there were differences. Isabella carried a quiet tension in her shoulders. Elena held herself differently, more guarded, more observant. Isabella had spent years searching for answers. Elena had spent the same years believing she had none to search for.Then Elena whispered, "You're really my sister?"Isabella nodded."Yes."Elena looked at Lucia."Tell me she's lying."Lucia shook her head."She's telling you the truth."Elena's eyes returned to Isabella."Then why didn't I know?"Isabella swallowed."I didn't know either.""Nobody told you?""No."Elena looked confused."Then how did you find me?""The archive."Elena's expression changed."The archive opened?""Yes.""That's impossible.""It happened."Elena stepped closer."What did you do?""I opened it."Elena stared at her."You opened the original archive?""Yes."Elena's eyes filled with t
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