Novel & Cerita Friend As Sister

She looks at me, then Georgina. Georgina looks at us both, confused and questioning. I forgot she has no idea about my Mum, let alone that I have a sister. This is a conversation for later. Still, I do need to introduce them to each other. “Georgina, this is Freya, my sister. Freya, this is Georgina, one of my oldest friends. Freya is a beauty therapist, so you will love her Georgina, and Georgina is a solicitor.” “Hi.” They both hug.

“No friend of mine is a failure.” The girls laughed as they prepared for bed, simply reveling in their friendship. The strength, comfort, and support they each gave and received made them much more than mere friends; they were sisters.

And she was more of a sister than Lexi. It must be true that being a sister is measured not only by blood but also by the connection and relationship that you both build together. “Let her be. You know how rude she is, right? Don’t let her get into your system, Carrie.” She softly stated, as her foxy dark brown eyes moved towards her best friend. Carrie let out a deep sigh. “Until now, I really can’t figure out whether you are just really that gentle and kind or you are already a saint, Shea.” She amusedly commented.

I looked at Claire, who looked a little awkward, and motioned for her to sit down. Claire hesitated before sitting and waving at the screen. I cleared my throat. “Ella, this is Claire, my sister,” I said. Claire shifted slightly behind me as I said the word “sister.” Even though we weren’t blood-related, I truly considered Claire family. “Claire, this is Maryam, my soul sister and best friend…” Maya smiled warmly, and I continued, “And… this is Ella, my bestest friend, my princess… my daughter.” Ella grinned, showing off her adorable gap-toothed smile. We chatted for a while, Ella telling me about her school break, the new shows she’d watched with Maryam, and how much she missed Daddy and me

As he spoke, he reached out and pinched the tip of my nose. Affectionate, like always. "You little grump. She's just a friend from way back, out here on her own trying to make it in the city. Of course I help where I can." "There's nothing going on. I've thought of her as a kid sister since we were little." "Once she books a repair guy and her AC's fixed, she'll move out." "Kid sister?" I threw the words back at him. "Do kid sisters move in for the night and talk to you for hours during the day?"

"What's going on?" I pressed my tongue to the roof of my mouth. "Actually, forget it. I don't want to bring it up." "No, please. I want to help." "It's just..." I looked directly into her eyes. "I thought since you have a sister you'd understand what it's like to have someone who can't move on from a past relationship." She considered it. "Rhea had an ex. But she's over him now." "She is?" It slipped out but I caught it. "I mean—how did she manage it?"

"I am sorry my sister dragged you into this place. She's just like this. She gets so excited when she sees someone new. I see a great friendship loading between you two, you guys are going to make very good friends." "That's right. She reminds me so much of my crazy friend, her name is Tasha. she's practically like this and we are more like sisters anyway" I stated and smiled, he smiled too. "You have a very good smile. Never stop smiling alright"

I just realized it too late that I did not get to express it well. “If you’re gonna take my advice that you should try liking another woman, well, I know someone. Do you remember Kelsey Robins? Your sister’s so-called super best friend?” Kelsey Robins? Who the fuck is that? “Kelsey who? I don’t remember anyone. I doubt my sister even has a super best friend. They are all being fake to her.” The name was familiar, but my sister had brought multiple women that she often called her best friends—which I did not find real, as most of them only befriended her because they wanted to have connections with me.

Talk about awkward. “Hi!” my youngest sister exclaims, jumping up from her seat, blue eyes laser-focused on Quinn. My other two sisters spring up, too, looking to Quinn with interest, and all three of them rush over to where we’re standing in the foyer. “This is Quinn,” I say as they approach eagerly. “She’s not my girlfriend. Don’t make it weird.” I turn to Quinn, an amused smile tugging at her lips. “These are my sisters, Juliet, Jenna and Jade,” I say, pointing to each one. “Mom clearly had a thing for J names.”

No family, no friends, just the two of us. Years swept by. I was an adult now. Despite that, my sister still fought for my safety. She was my only family, my only friend. I couldn’t thank her enough for everything. Our relationship turned more into a telepathic feeling. Whenever she’s sad, I can’t be happy. When she’s far away, I feel lonely, a part of me will be gone. My lovely sister’s name is Luna Bianchi, a parent, a friend, a defender, and my guardian. AUTHOR’S NOTE ❤️💖💞