Romans & histoires Every September They Chose My Sister

[LAURA] I felt like I was living the biggest and most significant night of my life. The night that everyone dreams of at least once in their life. A magical night of love and laughter and romance. When we were teenagers, my sister Annie couldn’t stop talking about it. She was different from me even back then. Her priorities had always been to find a good man and live a happy life; she simply wanted to be happy.

“You’re my sister, and I’ll always be here for you.” Their embrace was tight and soothing, as if they were sealing a promise in that very moment—to support and cherish one another through thick and thin. Standing together in the embrace of the forest, cradled by nature's beauty, Aria recognized that she had indeed discovered a true sister in Luna, a connection that transcended the confines of words. Their souls felt intertwined, as if they had been woven together by fate, destined to journey through life side by side.

I almost cried when I realized today was the death anniversary of my late sister Stella. Growing up, my older sister, Stella, always seemed to have it all. She was the golden child, the apple of my mother's eye. While I tried to find my place among the shadows, Stella effortlessly commanded attention. She had inherited our mother's stunning looks and confident demeanor, making her the epitome of their shared aspirations.

((CHELSEA)) Another woman to deal with, huh? But I get whatever I want. Just like many years ago. 2015 was it? Knowing that my sister was getting engaged to her boyfriend wasn’t good news for me. But I still said yes to take part on Sean’s surprise after he asked me to. For the first time, I was dealing with a broken heart. I like Sean. But it was my sister who got his attention. The heartbreak was tolerable but getting ignored by my parents was not.

It sounded to me like someone was in pain. I hurried to the source and wished it would have been someone in pain instead. With her bedroom door opened ajar, I found my sister having sex with another man, humping her from behind. They were both naked while she had her ass in the air, his dick pounding in and out of her.

I could have been a hell of an idiot and appeared there out of nowhere, not least because I was ready and had dismissed the invitation of my friends with the hope of passing with my family of blood. However, once again my sister made a point of making me create expectations that someday she would be worthy of receiving some fraternal love, and in the end she did nothing more than deceive me. So, Pink was right, I even spent the turn of 2019 criticizing everything and everyone who had left their homes to gather on the streets and watch the fireworks. And I cried all night, drowning in a bottle of the cheapest cider that came in my Christmas basket "provided by the supermarket.

“What I was asking was, when did you become like this? And you know what I mean when I say that.” Of course, I remember the day; not a fucking day goes by that I don’t forget. I breathe out a sigh and lean forward with my elbows braced on my knees. “When I was eighteen, I decided to treat my little sister to a picnic in the woods,” I start, the memory as clear as day. “You have a little sister?” I can’t help but smile at the surprise in her voice. “Her name is Saffron and back then she loved everything to do with fairies and princesses. So after our little lunch in the forest, we decided to go looking for some.”

“I can't believe that Michael did all of these for me. I'm so speechless. This time he was true to his promise of making me his forever and burying the hatchet. I'm so touched by how he published our wedding date all over social media. It's... It's so romantic.” My sister places the back of her hand on her forehead, closes her eyes and sighs in a dramatic pose. I brush my hair and I'm trying not to pay any attention towards her but I only manage to say. “I hope he makes you happy and you don't regret your decision.” “Why won't he make me happy? Michael loves me. I am the only woman in his heart and he can't ever love another woman except for me. I'm sure even if I'd died in my coma then he s

I didn’t know that one night could ruin everything. If I had known, I would have stayed home. I would have ignored the invitation, ignored the dress laid neatly on my bed, and definitely not ignored the voice in my head telling me that I didn’t belong there. But it was my sister’s engagement party. And she has been there for me even during times I didn’t know I needed someone. And she wanted me there, that alone was enough to make me go. Getting to the venue, it was everything I expected elegant, expensive, and perfect, Just like her.

Evelyn’s voice was pleading, but my jaw was clenched so tight my teeth ached. “It's not my monster. It's not my war. So it's none of my business.” I ground out, standing up from the chair to walk away. The day I left Moonflower, it felt like a truck had run over my heart. I had vowed to never return to that place. “I have nothing else worth fighting for there.” “But your sister is there,” she pressed, stepping in front of the door. “Selene is also going to fight. She can't do this all alone.”