Hugot Sa Kapatid Novels & Stories

She wasn’t used to seeing her husband in such a light state. — What is it? she asked, feigning an interest she didn’t entirely feel. — Nathan, my twin brother, is finally coming back! His enthusiasm was palpable. It was as if he was becoming a teenager again just by saying that name. — He returned after spending years traveling abroad. I haven’t seen him in a while, and he has changed a lot. Léa squinted, trying to gather her memories. Nathan. That name floated in her mind like an old, blurry photo, never really seen. She knew he was Thomas's twin, but their paths had never crossed.

he asked, feeling happy for his son. Esther smiled. Despite being in the hospital, still Sierra looked beautiful. "She did. That must be why your son's arrogance increased a few notches" she teased. The brother and sister laughed at her comment. Just then, Robert held the left side of his chest with a painful grimace. "Esther" he called out for his sister.

I said moving closer to her. She moved back and laughed again. "Best friend? Sister? Oh please!" she echoed. "Well, Best friends or sisters don’t lie to each other. Best friends or sisters don’t sneak around behind each other’s backs. And best friends or sisters don’t hurt each other, but guess what Lin?…" Anabel was already crying, she continued, "You did all that. So much for being a Sister and a best friend." She looked at me disgustedly. She then turned to Ethan wiping her face roughly.

Her brothers nodded, each giving me warm, welcoming hugs. The air between us felt like instant connection—no awkwardness, no need to explain history. They weren’t here to judge, They were here to celebrate. “I’m so glad you came,” I said. “We wouldn’t miss it,” one of them replied. As we chatted, I caught my mother watching us with tears in her eyes. I reached for her hand. “You did good, Mom.” She squeezed my fingers. “So did you.” Then came the father-daughter dance. Or rather, the stepfather-daughter dance.

Hey, this is my sister, she’s never held a job for more than six months. “He… kind of warned me not to…” I smirked. “That’s a shame.” “Well, I never explicitly agreed to honor his wishes.” Jackpot. He winced. “That’s gross, isn’t it? I promise, I’m not planning some weird, ‘ha ha, I banged your sister’ prank or something like that.” “I don’t think my brother would be friends with someone like that.” “I don’t either,” Matthew agreed. “We don’t let assholes into our group.”

"Nagpanggap akong isang lalaki kaya natanggap ako sa trabaho." "Nagpanggap ka?" Hindi makapaniwala ang limang kapatid na lalaki. Tumango siya. "Kaya hindi mangyayari ang iniisip n'yo," patuloy niya. "We admire your courage," pahayag ng mga kapatid. "You have real guts!" Ngunit andap pa rin ang kanyang ama. "K-kung hindi sana naging matigas ang ulo ko noon, disinsana'y hindi naisangla ang bahay at lupang ito."

I looked up at her, but when she saw me choking in sobs, irritation crossed her face. “Could you just be a little more sensible, please?” she said impatiently. As I stared at her my inner wolf felt that this situation was ridiculous so I laughed. How ridiculous. She gave all her love to my brother and sister and left scraps for me. Mom smiled, thinking I'd forgiven, and clasped my hand over my sister's. "See, that's better. Apologize to your sister, and let's move on. We're family, after all." Her words were gentle, but her gaze lingered on my sister's face, filled with a pity that made my skin crawl.

My Mom brought her palms together and began to applaud me in the most sarcastic manner possible. “Mom–” I froze up, not sure what to say or react , my father was shaking his head from side to side like I was the greatest disappointment to exist on the planet. Isn't this what you wanted? For somebody to acknowledge your stupidity? Well I'm applauding you now so you should be happy right?” I gripped the arm of the couch, my head growing light and dizzy. Of course I did not expect my strict parents to embrace me in their arms and tell me that everything was going to be alright. Our relationship has always been too strained to hope for that much but this…

“Freya, don’t try to pull any tricks! “I’m telling you right now, if you don’t apologize to Emma, I’ll beat you until you do!” As he spoke, he raised his foot again. Dad stopped him. “Lucas, stop it. She’s still your sister!” Lucas immediately snapped back, “She’s not my sister! “She’s so petty. I don’t want someone like her as my sister! “I only have one sister, and that’s Emma!” Then Mom spoke up too. “Freya, don’t blame us for favoring Emma. Look at what you’ve become. You used to be so understanding.”

“You’re holding a child that’s not mine, barely even a year after I've gone into a coma, and now you're standing beside my sister, and you dare say complicated?” Oh God...