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“So how was school, hija?” (“Hija” in Filipino is a word that older people use to address younger girls) My dad asked as we gather at the dining table. It’s lunchtime and my family decided to gather when they heard Navia getting back. People in here are my Auntie who really favours Navia and Mommy’s sister, my grandmother and my father. The rest of the family that is not here are either dead or they just don’t care. My mom is not dead but she’s also not alive. She’s in a coma for three years now when she experienced a heart attack. She’s brain dead and the doctor said it’ll be a miracle if she would one day wake up. Of course, everyone love my mom so they always hoped for the best outcome fo

Could this be her sister? Gently, I approach the bed, my movements careful and measured. As I step closer, the woman's features becomes clear, her face pale and drawn from sickness. My voice almost tremble as I whisper, "Mia's sister?" The woman's eyes flutter open, not filled with fear, but with a glimmer of recognition when her eyes lock onto mine and a flicker of hope crosses her worn-out expression. "Benvenuto?" she whispers weakly making me pause as she mentions me by my name. A mixture of shock and relief wash over me as I realize that Mia's sister is indeed before me. It is a bittersweet acknowledgment, for her presence meant that Mia is even closer to my reach, but it also meant that

) Papá chuckles before pulling me into a bone-crushing hug—not quite as suffocating as Mamá’s, but still tight as hell. This is what I come back to. Verbal abuse from the two people who supposedly love me more than anything in the world. When I say as much, Papá smacks the back of my head, and Mamá tells me to shut up before pulling me down to kiss my forehead. “¿Dónde está Carmencita? ¿No quiere ver a su hermano mayor, al que tanto quiere?” (Where’s Carmencita? Doesn’t she want to see her older brother, whom she loves so much?) I ask as we head toward baggage claim to grab my seabag.

Marianella My sister was not in the habit of calling me during office hours, so when her name comes up on the call, I grab my phone and head for the bathroom. The feeling that something is wrong settles in my throat as I lock the door and slide the button to answer the call, taking a deep breath before I put the phone to my ear. “ Hola hermana “ he greets me and as I predicted his tone of voice was apprehensive. “ What happened? “ I ask at once.

Looking her in the face was even harder for me, not to mention a hug. I took a step back. I couldn't think of hugging her without feeling ashamed in the embrace of my sister. I have still not forgiven myself for what I did to her, though she doesn't know yet. “Marlie! I miss you! Come and hug me!” Charlie insisted.

“Why don’t you, your sister and uncle ride back with me and Reid? I’ll take you to the pack hospital.” “Okay. Um, I don’t need the hospital though. Really. I’m not injured. I just need to clean up.” “Hermana, let’s go just in case. One of them had you restrained for a moment there.” “Why are they calling your different names?” Aiden asks. I addressed my sister first. “I will go for you, Mia. Okay?” Then I turn my attention to Aiden, “Sobrina means niece. Hermana means sister. It’s not different names.” I said and now I’m smiling.

I drove towards the most dreadful place there was, with my Mate by my side, hoping to find something good from all the bad that was coming our way. As we reached halfway through the place that no one dared to go to, I called the special number that I had saved. “Mikey,” Uncle Jericho said. I turned to the beautiful woman beside me as she looked back with a smile and said. “I don’t deserve her, but I love her and she loves me back.” “I’ll see you by the border,” he said, and I know he was smiling.

I find it laughable that Merina would assume that as I and Micca don’t look anything like Lovers and I don’t think it will ever happen. Merina looked at me deeply and whispered, “Oh!” then shook her head at me making me confused but I didn’t bother asking. I decided to further explain myself and make her understand as I didn’t want any misunderstanding with her, “Micca has been with me since we were kids and her elder brother is my best friend. We have all been together since we were young. I hope you understand now?” I asked seriously. She looked at me with a frown and then asked, “Brother?” she asked quietly.

AVERY I MET THE woman in the patio. Up close, she was stunning. Her bright red hair and faint freckles that spun over her face gave her a very delicate beauty. Her hazel eyes crinkled in a smile as soon as she saw me, "Hello," she said, and I immediately noted the accent in her speech. "I am Mika." "You are Adriano's sister in law," I said as she gave me a brief hug and kissed my cheek.

The words rush out of my mouth, “Declan es nuestro oráculo y creo que él será útil. Mi hermana, Carmen, es su compañera y quiere conocerte. Ahora, por favor, deja de provocarme y follame! (Delcan is our oracle and I think he will be useful. My sister, Carmen, is his mate and she wants to meet you. Now please, stop teasing me and fuck me!) Hakeem and Meredith laugh heartily, pausing their movements for a moment. “Caramelo, that was so fast, even I didn’t catch it all,” Hakeem says. “Awww, papi. Are we distracting you?” Meredith bites my ear, her voice low and seductive.