Other Sisters 소설 & 이야기

The love Irene's sisters showed her came in the form of planning out her entire life for her. Look, all eight of your sisters followed this exact path. You should too, right? If only one person had said it, Irene might not have minded. But two people, three people, five or six... Worse, they were all her older sisters, people she could hardly push back against. The moment she got angry, someone would inevitably say, Your sisters are so good to you, and you're still angry? That's just plain rude!

"Maisie Shaffer, Rebecca is your sister. Do you really have to push her this far?!" My mom's expression was full of disgust. "I told you we shouldn't have said anything to her. She's been jealous of Rebecca since they were kids and always has to compete for everything. How could she possibly accept this baby?" As she spoke, my mom shoved me hard. "Get out! You're only going to upset Rebecca further!" I stumbled back, my heart pounding painfully against my ribs, every beat making my nerves shake. My eyes burned red as I stood frozen in place, shouting, "Mom! Am I not your daughter, too?"

“These days, those women giving birth to daughters think they’re much better than us who produced sons. “My older sister just gave birth to a daughter yesterday, and she would not even let me hold her baby. She’s looking down on me for giving birth to a son!” Everyone supported her. “Your older sister is a nasty person. Her bloodline will end with her daughter.” “That’s right, is your older sister insane? She must have a son!” “She’s going to suffer when she’s older. When she gets bullied by others, she’d realize the importance of having a son.”

I said, sprinkling parsley into the bowl, “and I’m starting to call Bianna my sister-in-law.” Bianna turned to me fast. “Ara.” I lifted a brow. “What? I’m just a visionary.” Max stopped running. He turned around, his blue eyes lighting up immediately. “What’s sister-in-law.” “Tio’s girlfriend,” Issa answered automatically, still a little out of breath. Then she turned to Theo and Bianna with an expression of extremely polite disgust. “Ew.” “I hate all of you,” Theo said. “Aww, look at them,” Arianna said immediately.

"Maya, stop slouching. Ayra never slouches. You look like a broken doll." I stared at the reflection, but all I saw was my twin sister. The ivory lace hugged every curve of my body, but it didn't belong to me. Nothing in this room belonged to me. The five-carat pink diamond ring glittering on the velvet tray belonged to my twin sister. The penthouse overlooking the financial district belonged to her.

As the sisters argued, my mind was far away into the unknown, reminiscing about the sin I committed and the father's I foreplayed with. Mum and Alpha Moses hadn't called in two days which means they're fine whenever they are. Knight tried to be nice, but I straight forward avoided him. I wasn't too brave to face him or his brother yet after what happened. While Reign was just — Reign. Nothing else. Like nothing ever happened between us. The sisters stitched the last piece of cassock and got up. "it's time for the Mother Mary sanctuary cleaning. we'll leave you to get arranged here, Saintess Dona."

"Thank heavens Carol never got together with him. She would've been totally blindsided..." I glanced at the photos and nearly laughed out loud. Messy private life? Playing around behind closed doors? The women in these pictures were obviously my seven sisters. My fifth sister was a professional racer. My third sister had just won Best Actress, and my second sister was a genius scientist. The funniest part was that every photo showed my face clearly, while the women beside me were either captured from the side or reduced to blurry silhouettes.

I stood on the street corner for what felt like hours, finally gathering enough courage to attempt mind-linking with my sisters. Unsurprisingly, they had blocked my mental connection long ago. I sighed and pulled out my phone, calling my Alpha sister, Alexa. Twenty years as siblings should count for something. No matter how ugly things had become, we deserved one final meal together. She disconnected my calls repeatedly before finally shutting her phone off completely. I swallowed it down and dialed my Beta sister, Riley. This time, after an eternity of ringing, she deigned to answer, like she was granting me some grand favor.

he winked, making Arabella to chuckle at his words. Then, the three women approached with the same excitement as others. The first, a tall woman with a commanding yet friendly presence, spoke up with a smile. "I’m Sarah, your first co-sister, it's wonderful to finally meet you my dear sister." Delilah, a stylish woman with a gentle demeanor, hugged Arabella, "And I’m the second co-sister, welcome to the family, Arabella! Your name sounds so beautiful just like you!"

She should have thought of it immediately. Noticing her protégé’s embarrassment and feeling bad about her burst of temper, Freya apologized. “I’m not accustomed to working with other witches. Add that to the short fuse I’m still learning to keep under control and there you have it.” When Davina smiled her acceptance of Freya’s apology, the witch from dystopian times continued. “You and I are more alike than you realize. I too had a twin sister, born under the same circumstances.”