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“Like you are crying.” “I’m not.” I wiped my face with the back of my palm like it would change the way my voice came out. Judith’s softer voice joined in the background. “Is she okay? Put her on speaker.” I pressed my back against the chair, placed my hands on my temples, and closed my eyes. “I’m okay,” I said finally between breaths. “I really am, I just had a long night.” Jax didn’t buy it. “Come over, Mia, we are home. You can talk it off.”

I said. "I believed Dexter's sister is also a senior student in your school, and her name is Megan Corteza. I think you knew her because my ex was so proud of his sister. After all, she was always number one in class." She said, and I was shocked when I learned the name of Dexter's sister, and I smiled because my sister was right. I know I had always been curious about the brightest student in our batch, but I know she always avoids our kind because Megan is very allergic to rich kids. That is why I am

"Get rid of your guns . " " I have ." " Go back to Mia." " I'd rather have you." " You chose her ..." " I lost track of time . She will try and break us apart." " She called me using your phone!" "Cleo Mia is sick okay . " "You're not her nanny or doctor." " She is Brent's half sister ." "I am mad at you!" " Fine get mad . "

I closed my eyes to control my tears and whispered, "Why you are treating me like a toy??" I felt his kisses on my eyes and he whispered in my ear, "Subha aunty is my mother close relative so we have to continue our act otherwise she will get doubt about us and infrom my mother" I opened my eyes and told him

It was already embarrassing and unlucky enough that the stepbrother I loathed was the same person I'm meant to call boss in a company I've been wanting to work in. At this point, I didn't think it could get any worse. "I have a question." He said. I squinted my eyes in unease. "Okay?" The word morphed into a question. His riling smirk widened, it was the kind I wanted to smack out of his face. "How does it feel to have the table turned against you... Stepsister?”

Dаmn аm I glаd I did. Thеrе'ѕ оnе tіnу dеtаіl, insignificant tо mе аt thе time, that I hаvеn't mentioned уеt. Brian is nоt аn оnlу сhіld. Hе hаѕ a уоungеr ѕіѕtеr, 6 уеаrѕ younger іn fасt. Mаrу. Whаt аn оbnоxіоuѕ twerp. She was аlwауѕ hаngіng around us аnd gеttіng іn оur way. Shе'ѕ thе оnе whо саught us with the beer іn thе garage thе fіrѕt tіmе and also caught us the оnе tіmе wе tried weed. If we were hаvіng fun, ѕhе ԛuісklу ѕhоwеd uр to ruіn іt. I thіnk I hаtеd hеr аt tіmеѕ. I knеw Brian hated hеr аll thе time. Shе was tаll аnd gаnglу, аll knees аnd elbows аnd high, whіnіng voice. Ugghhhh.

nginitian niya muna ako ng matamis bago tumalikod. Gusto kong maging tomboy. Ang ganda ng ngiti niya! Napatingin ako kay Hugo na hindi pa rin umaalis sa pwesto niya "Uhmm thanks for accompanying my sister.....Mary" then he turned around and left me with a nostalgic feeling again. Mary??? Who's Mary?

– Missy teased her, as she walked calmly towards the agency. - I don't guarantee anything... – Megan mumbled, before choking, looking delighted – Oh, I can't believe I missed that magazine! Just look at this boho chic style... – her sister rambled on, amazed – I need to see this better! See you soon! - She exclaimed, excitedly, before hanging up the phone in a flash, making Missy laugh again.

she snapped back, her voice losing a bit of its earlier confidence. He reached out, grabbed my hand, and pulled me to his side, the warmth of his palm seeping into my skin. “She’s my special guest,” he said, his tone icy. “And what the hell are you doing manning the door? You should be inside making sure everything is perfect.” then he turns to me and say "I'm sorry about my little sister, this is Sabrina, she's my co partner also"

“Ruby, I’m talking to you! Your husband is so rich. It’s fine if he lends some money to Liam!” Wendy saw that I was not answering her, so she moved to strike me. “Hey, stop fighting! You’re sisters.” My mother pulled Wendy aside and coaxed her. Then, she dragged me into the kitchen. “Ruby, she’s your younger sister. Just throw her a lifejacket, we can’t just let her suffer like that.” I sneered and recalled the night my first child had a high fever in the past. It was raining heavily, and I had walked to the hilltop mansion and begged Wendy to give me some money so I could bring my child to a doctor.