I was never Human
"What is this thing that's hanging onto you like that, Sei?"
I jumped and turned, surprised who I was seeing. The woman flipped around and her mouth damn near fell to the floor. My little sister sauntered up to our table, arms folded and a glare. My sister, who is a year older than Kwen, is the spitting image of my mother. She, too, has black hair, but hers is long, wavy and full. She has heterochromia, so her eyes are different colors. Her right is the same deep blue shade as mine and her left is a mixture of the blue and brown. I knew if I didn't cut in quickly, my sister would kill this girl. I looked at Kwen and she seemed more amused as she studied my sister's face. I hoped she didnt th
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