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she looked up at the starless dark sky, "Somehow, just like you, I'm mad he didn't pay tribute when my mum passed away." "It's still hard to believe." "What I said?" "No. That you're all of a sudden my sister—half-sister." Lydia weakly smiled. Louisa opened the driver's seat, "Have a good night, Lydia." Joan was right to say she grew up well. Listening to all that they went through, especially Lydia and Levine, Louisa thanked her lucky stars.

This could be it, his mind shouted inside. “She’s my sister,” Cali somewhat stuttered. “I am Gloria Thomson. Sophie Hamilton was a friend of mine.”

Tears rolled down my cheeks and I wiped them off quickly "I missed you too Anabelle." I didn't think or imagine that a day will come when I would have my kid sister lying in a hospital bed like that at the same time I felt guilty for her condition. I heard my phone ringing, I quickly pulled it out of my bag. It was Louis, I picked the call at once clearing my throat. "Selena how are you doing?" He asked sounding worried. "I'm fine.." I answered running my hand through my face. "I just left your house, you're not home neither yet neither is your sister, what's going on?" he said expecting me to say something.

"I am not always with the maids. They all do their jobs perfectly and they all get along. They don't look frightened or anything, I guess they are fine. Maybe they weren't kidnapped as you think, perhaps they all wanted to be" "Mrs Tolstoy, listen to me, please." Lina's eyes were moist and cloudy, she could tear up any moment. Her voice shuddered as her hands trembled. "You know something. Please help me. My sister is one of these victims. Our parents are dead and she won't leave the mansion." Lina's expression was convincing enough. I sighed and looked at her. "Who's your sister? Perhaps you can describe her somehow to me?" She pursed her lips and nodded. "She is small, 10 years old, long r

"Are you guys okay?" He looked us up and down before he asked, "This must be my beautiful sister-in-law, right?" He mischievously waved at me and called out, "Sister-in-law!" I looked at Atlas, not knowing who this was. Atlas introduced him to me, "This is my cousin, Melvin Lively, the youngest son of my aunt from the Lively family." I nodded and softly said, "Thank you for helping us." "Wasn't it fun?" He asked.

“Please don’t blame us! We truly didn’t know.” Claude slightly lifted his chin. “Then tell me. Who gave you the courage?” As if grasping at a lifeline, they all turned their gazes toward Leon and Rose. Leon supported Rose as they stood up. He looked at me, resentment filling his eyes. Compared to Leon’s helpless expression, Rose had already calmed down. She carefully swept her hair back, deliberately revealing her slender neck. The moment our eyes met, Rose no longer showed any trace of fear. She walked openly toward Claude. In a soft, delicate voice, she said, “Alpha Claude, you may not know this, but Claire and I are actually sisters.

Louis offered, already reaching for his wallet. William shook his head. "I'd get bored. I want to actually do something. Work." Louis considered him for a moment. "Fine." Lorenzo shot him a look. "Come on. You're spoiling him. You already spoil Chloe." William's head tilted. "Who's Chloe?" Louis smiled, soft and genuine. "My younger sister. She's only around on weekends." "No way." William's face lit up. "I've never had a younger sibling."

"Well, you're going to love Chicago. I promise you. I've been to campus too already. It is an absolute dream, Hailee. Everything you need is a walk away." I smile as Dean rambles on about the campus. In the midst of leaving my family behind, at least I have him. I haven't heard from Lisa or said anything since our last conversation. She's been deliberately ignoring me these past few months and it hurts me that we've moved apart and that she won't tell me what the problem is. Honestly, I could guess what the root of it is. But I never forgot about her. Hopefully one day she'll come around. I'm glad Halsey is speaking to me again. Leaving knowing my sister wants nothing to do with me would hav

he replied, his voice trembling slightly. “Bonnet… Lisa Bonnet,” I murmured more to myself than anyone else, realization dawning on me. “Do you know Lisa Bonnet?” “Yes…yes sir, she’s my sister,” he replied. “She was taken by your brother weeks ago and we haven’t heard or seen her.” With that, I knew I had finally found the clue I had been searching for. The pieces of the puzzle were finally falling into place.

There seemed to be quite a few people in there. Knock! Knock! Knock! A guy opened. Blond hair. Freckles across the nose. Half-naked. He was a body builder type. “Who might you be?” he gave her a cheeky smile. "Want to join us?” He eyed at her as though he was expecting her to get shy. “Tyler Vestry,” I said curtly. “Where is—” Before I ended my sentence, he groaned. “You’re Louie’s sister.” “Stepsister,” I corrected.