A Letter To My Sisters Mga Nobela at Kwento

I hadn’t dared to send a reply. I could already imagine the look on everyone’s face when they read my letter. I could imagine them arguing about why they didn't want to send me in the first place. I could hear them talking about how inefficient I was, how I wasn’t excellent at anything and how inferior I was compared to my sister.

I don’t think he sees you the way I do. My jaw trembled. The next letter. Your sister confessed to me today. I don’t know what to do. I want to forget you, but I can’t. Sister. He was talking about Rowena. Another letter. You got pregnant. I promise to take care of your sister and love her with all of my heart. I’ll forget you from now on. My hands shook violently now. The words blurred for a moment before I wiped my eyes. Another letter. He left you. And you also left. But you brought another blessing to the world. I’ll treat her like I would my own child. Mina—you always wanted that name.

That’s all I could ever ask of you. With all my heart, Alpha Lorenzo." I finish the letter, my hand shaking slightly as I set down the pen. It’s not enough—not even close—but it’s all I have to give. I fold the letter and seal it, placing it carefully in a underground place where someone might find it one day. I write a short letter to my sister Albera, to let my family in the Crescent Moon pack know that I have become a father and they don't need to worry about me. And I ask her to take care of Father.

I don't know when you're reading this, if your sister has already handed you this letter, maybe too soon or too late, but I hope you're getting this read. I know I'm a sick and crazy old woman, but in the midst of my own daydreams I've found a way to tell you at least some of it all, I don't know if I'll be able to achieve my goal, but if you understand I can be a crazy candle in peace. Many years ago, I made a mistake, that mistake was the worst in all my years alive, it is too late for me to lament what I have left is to accept all that is to come.

I know I chose to keep going even when I knew what I was doing. But I wanted you to know. There was someone behind it. Someone who wanted you broken. Someone who wanted you weak. Someone who's been waiting for you your whole life. Forgive me if you can. I'll carry what I did to the next world and beyond. Your sister, Lupiter. I read the letter twice, then a third time. The words blurred, then sharpened, then blurred again. "Olivia?" Madison touched my arm. "What is it?" I handed her the letter. She read quickly, her frown deepening.

Sam stopped by with a grin. “I hope you don’t mind, but my sister sent these to you. She said she was in your shoes once and knows how hard it can be.” He handed me several boxes, each one scrawled with bold letters: Never give up! The words alone made my chest ache in the best way.

“We got your letter three days back and we considered it. If that's what you're here for, Alpha Ryker then please let us know how we can help you.” I despised how pitiful her words sounded. It almost made me feel needy and on the verge of desperation. It's all your fault selina. I read the contents of the letter and pushed it away. If my sister was going to ruin me for them, she could have at least spared me some pride. But the darn creature wrote the letter like I was incapable of anything and it seemed as though my pack members lacked skills. My pride was stained. “This is bullshit,” I murmured, glaring at the sickenlycute pair.

Sophia had returned and an unknown woman had arrived in the middle of the night knowing he was a married man now,with an envelope that had turned Alexander pale yet there was nothing to explain? “Do you think I’m stupid?” The question slipped out before she could stop it. This made Alexander’s eyes to narrow at her but Amelia continued instead. “You keep expecting me to accept things without answers. You tell me not to ask questions and to stay out of things that don’t concern me.” Her voice rose as it began to crack at the end. “But somehow my sister is always at the center of those things.” That got a small reaction from him and for a split second, something dark flashed across Alexander’s

Silence swallowed the room, broken only by the steady ticking of the grandfather clock and the hushed murmurs of the servants beyond the door. Mother approached me slowly. Her hands settled on my shoulders, heavy with expectation. “Nyra, look at me.” I lifted my gaze. My eyes burned with unshed tears. “You have to take your sister’s place.” The words dropped like stones into still water. I stepped back, shaking my head. “No. You cannot be serious.”

I dismissed the dispatch rider and kept the letter to myself as I hailed a cab. Now in the cab, I took out the letter completely and read its contents. Dear sister, How else do I explain to you that everything that has happened so far was never what I planned for you. I am disturbed, distressed and panicked whenever I think about you. Truly, I am with the love of my life, but it does not change much. I still love you and would always love you as a sister irrespective of where life takes us to or how far apart life has placed us.