AurélieIt's 4:17 a.m. Seline is sleeping on the couch, curled up under a too-thin blanket. Me, I'm sitting in the dark, back against the hallway wall, phone in hand.I look at her message. "You are my sister. You always will be."My sister.That word that should protect. That bond that should be sacred. That thing we imagine indestructible until the day someone tramples it.I think back to that conversation. Two years ago. At my parents' house. Summer."You know, Béatrice, I'm really lucky with Lorenzo. I'm happy.""I know. It shows.""You too, one day, you'll find someone.""Maybe. In the meantime, I'm enjoying life.""Promise me something.""What?""Promise me you'll never meddle in my relationship. That you'll never try to... I don't know... take my place.""Aurélie, what kind of stupid question is that?""It's not stupid. I know stories. Sisters who... well, you know. Promise me.""I promise. You're my sister. I would never do something like that. Never."Never.I type. This time
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