How Old Was Giyu When His Sister Died 소설 & 이야기

“You said she’s your sister?” “Was,” he said, a finality to his voice. “She and my mother were killed in a car accident shortly after this was painted.” I turned to look at him with a mixture of horror and sympathy. I had known that there was no current Luna of the Chiyad pack, but I didn’t ever bother learning why. As a student of history, I scolded myself for my ignorance. How had I not figured that out before I got here? “Justin, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know.”

"Damn it! Who stabbed my sister?" A young man in his early twenties glared at Zhu Yuanfei and shouted with bloodshot eyes.

I really want to know, is that wrong of me? Gerald leans against one of the tables “I use to be in a family similar to Jeong. A highly ranked elite family. Since I had an older brother it didn’t matter to my family what I did, the future of the family rested on his shoulders not mine. Jeong, Nathan, Derick and I went to the same institute when we were young and became best friends. Before you ask, Derick passed away when he turned seventeen. No one knows exactly what happened, but he was always picking fights beyond his capabilities resulting in his death.” “I’m so sorry. It must have been hard dealing with your loss.” I’ve lost a few friends to accidents, loved ones are even harder to cope.

If he is there, You can also see him'. He sighed and spoke, 'I wish I could see him, but I cannot'. She bit the bottom lip anxiously and asked, 'What? He grasped her hands tightly and pronounced, 'Hea please listen to me once'. She nodded and stared into his eyes. He disclosed, 'Jungkun died two years ago, he was my best friend. His sister Ara was like a Noona (elder sister) to me. She was in love with Hoseong, but something had happened and she passed away. Jungkun also died on the same day, but we had no idea exactly what had happened to him!

"Your name is Chiara, I am told. How old are you?" This is not what I was expecting. We're supposed to be discussing other things. More important things. "Yes, I'm Chiara. And I'm twenty-three." "You sister, Lia, she's nineteen, yes?" I grit my teeth. "She was nineteen. Or you didn't know she was killed?" He seems stunned for a moment, like I've said something barbaric. Then, he takes off his glasses. "Yes, yes. I do apologize. Was nineteen."

I wiped my tears and said calmly, “Arrange the cremation. Let Wendy leave with dignity.” Wendy immediately agreed. She looked even more anxious than I was. She started pushing the body toward the cremation chamber. Right then, the crescent-shaped birthmark on her left arm was exposed. In my previous life, that birthmark was how I recognized her. This time, I pretended not to see it. In my previous life, Wendy and Stacy had gone out of town to inspect a new project. On the way back, Stacy got into a car accident and died on the spot.

“And the biggest mistake I ever made… was loving Lorenzo.” My chest tightened. "I don’t understand,” I whispered. “You and Lorenzo… you’re step-siblings. How does an affair even happen?” She smirked, clearly enjoying my confusion. “Lorenzo’s mother, Bianca… married my father, she died years ago. So now it’s just me, my brother… and Lorenzo. After she died nothing has been the same everything become worse." I crossed my arms and looked at her, something felt off.“Lorenzo always treated me like a sister,” she continued. “At least that’s what I told myself. But I knew it wasn’t like that.”

Sure pays off that I went out of my way to learn knife throwing. I lay weakly on the stretcher, refusing to let go of Nicky's hand. She had been so lovely and kind, always thinking of others. She was the Preston family's little ray of sunshine. And yet, she had been murdered by her most beloved brother. Drake stared coldly at Scott, who was sprawled on the ground. Blood seeped from the corner of Drake's mouth where he had bitten down. "You said Nicky went to Happyland with Yvette today, is that right?"

Wow, people are so cruel. “I also found out that she gave birth to Charlie.” “Y-yes, Gianna… Gianna met my brother after Susanna’s death; he was… broken; she… All I can say is there wouldn't be Santiago without Gianna. My brother loved Susanna with his life, her death…” I sniffed as being reminded of it triggered my emotions. “Please excuse me,” I said as I got my ringing phone. “Ana, it’s Nicole. Please come; your brother is dying.”

She sniffed. Gio scoffed, he glared deep into Lu's eyes ignoring Amara like she was never there. "You want to know what hurts?" He asked Amara looking at Lu "what hurts is when you have your parents killed the day you were born" he paused for a while "On a Christmas Eve, I lost my parents to the man that killed the first person my sister had loved" Gio paused as he studied Luciano's now clueless and white face. His lips quivered but he bit them to stop himself from crying, crying over Lu would be the last thing he want to do.