Alice's Sister In Alice In Wonderland Novels & Stories

This has to be a set up, I’m getting tested here. “Did your sister put you up to this? Is she trying to test me or something? Because this is beyond wild.” I say and she rolls her eyes at me. That lets me know this is real. She’s actually being serious right now. She’s crazy, who in their right mind would go for this? “This has nothing to do with Adira. I don’t want to talk about Adira.” She says and I look at her terrified. This is some next level shit.

She left. I sat at the desk for a long time after, with the supply log copy in front of me and the map and the crow’s note pressed against my ribs and the silver light threading slow and quiet between my fingers, and I thought about what it meant that my sister was still trying to suppress something she had never actually seen. She feared what she couldn’t name. And she was right to.

“Sis, I know you’re busy. But I was honestly so happy about getting the apartment today. I just wanted to share that with my family. Do you... not approve of me buying a place of my own?” I was struck by her sheer absurdity. I murmured, “I’ve just been really swamped—” My mother scoffed. “Too swamped to take two seconds to tap the ‘like’ button? “You’ve always been like this. Ever since you were little, you couldn’t stand seeing your sister happy.” Her words hit me like a ton of bricks. Long-buried memories came flooding back. In middle school, I came first in the entire grade. My parents completely missed my parent-teacher conference because Daphne had taken a minor tumble.

She bombarded me with questions “Calm down, calm down.” I shook her shoulders. “This is not the time to calm down. Do you know how dangerous that place is?” “I don't even know the place,” I told Ann. “But my sister is there. She called me and asked for help.” Confusion crosses her beautiful face, “Your sister?” I nodded. “Ooh…Alice, right.” Her face relaxed. “Yes,” I nodded, “she needs my help. She is in there.”

Alicia noticed the unusually tense atmosphere downstairs and smiled faintly, moving in as if to hug me. "So, this is my little sister. Welcome home," she said warmly, her tone light and cheerful. As she spoke, she flitted toward me like a butterfly, aiming to throw herself into my arms. Instinctively, I sidestepped.

"It was Alice. She did this. She tried to kill mother and me." "It's true, Father," Lavender approaches innocently, adding more fuel to the accusations. "She told me herself. I was only worried about a single woman ruling over an isolated country. She suggested that the only way a woman rule is how lions fight to the death of leadership. I'm worried no man would marry her, but…she let out such anger and even used magic to kill us!" Grandfather listened to the mother and daughter's complaints and then looked at me. "Alice, is this true?"

YOU ARE CORDIALLY INVITED TO THE WEDDING OF KAYDEN WOLF SMITH & SKYLAR CANDY CAMPBELL… But what had my stomach churning painfully was the date on the bottom of the geode. This wasn’t happening. It couldn’t be. How could they do something like this? Wed me to my deceased sister’s fiancée? “Ohhh, look at that. She likes it.” Mom announced clasping her chest, and cheers broke around the table.

he said, emphasizing the word 'sister'. It makes me somewhat sick in the gut upon hearing it. My mother's eyes practically brightened up. She broke into a huge smile. "Great. Thank you so much, Axcel. And oh, you can call me Auntie Ana if you're okay with it. Ms. Carter is way too formal." "Sure, Auntie Ana." I threw a look of disbelief in Axcel's way. No way he's being serious right now. After what happened between us, will he agree to be around me and act like a good step brother as if I never rejected him?

Evelyn mumbled. “No, I doubt it’s just that. His lover really did him dirty,” her sister, Willow interjected. “It would have been nice if he had picked any of us to be with, but no. I know she is the one that the moon goddess chose for him, but it would have been so easy to reject her. She was more or less a rogue.” I growled low and steady, and then walked out of the warehouse. Repeatedly listening to these people was driving me insane. I would go back home. I needed to be in my family home to understand all that was going on with my life.

Maria persuaded feeling guilty. “No, Maria! Is she a five-year-old girl to behave like this? I demand you to open the door, Alice!” Alexa continued. “Forget it, Alice. Don't open if you don't want to!” Alice in her room thought she was free of her sister. She heard nothing for a moment. She felt free to cry as much as she wanted. Suddenly, when she trusted the most, her sister's heels were heard approaching the door. The sound of keys opening the door assaulted her ears. Alice sat up on her bed hugging her favorite pillow, waiting to see her sister.