Novel & Cerita Sheldon Cooper Sister

I wanted to put my hands over my ears to block the sound. A familiar face was sitting next to Joseph. It was the girl wearing the yellow swimsuit at the swimming pool. Joseph's sister. I knew her name was Esther. I heard it in phone conversations between Luc and Joseph. Her phone was in her hands beeping nonstop but she was looking at me. Looking for a place to hide, I sat next to Esther. She turns her attention back to her phone. The room soon became noisy. Jacob and James talking about something, Precious and Luc doing their usual loud-whispering and Joseph watching Luc.

"Fine. I'll apologize." Thousands of viewers flooded the livestream in seconds. I took a deep breath. My voice was shaking. "My name is Jennifer Rocher. I admit here and now that I have harmed my daughter, Ellie, as well as Lydia Winston. I sincerely apologize to both of them." Lydia dabbed at her dry eyes. "Jennifer, I don't blame you. I will raise Ellie well. Harvey says she looks just like me. Maybe that's fate—maybe we were always meant to be mother and daughter."

"How was your day with ate Sheena?" That's what welcomed me home, Shein asked me. "Well, waking up by eleven at lunch, I thought I had my vagina devirginized last night. Then, I remembered, I got drunk and went home with Sheena. So sad," I mocked. In this house, Shein is the conservative one. The old maid, but except the fact that she isn't a maid, she's my younger sister. She's twenty-one, and her birthday is February so that makes her a piscean.

I went on to tell the female police officer about how Vivian barged into our room on our wedding night, insisting on sleeping with Zachary, how she guilt-tripped Zachary into leaving when I was sick in the hospital, and how she would threaten to end her life whenever Zachary and I were on a date. For three entire years, I backed down time and again, only for Vivian to grow increasingly bold and outrageous. I informed the police officer about how I accidentally overheard Zachary's conversation with Vivian, which was how I learned that she wasn't actually his younger sister but rather his ex-wife.

As if everything that had already happened wasn’t enough I had to gave him again at the celebratory buffet and I couldn’t decline the invite because it was my sister…. The next event was even bigger than the engagement party. A celebratory buffet my sister insisted on hosting, something about “bringing both families together properly.” It was elegant, controlled, perfect. Just like her. And somehow… I was there again. Dressed up, smiling when necessary, pretending everything was fine. Pretending I wasn’t falling apart inside, but I kept my distance this time.

Aiden studies her like he’s trying to understand something enormous. “Baby,” he whispers. “Yes,” I murmur. “Your baby sister.” Aiden leans in, eyes wide and reverent, then, without prompting, rests his head lightly against my arm, close enough to feel her warmth. His hand reaches out, clumsy but gentle, brushing her blanket. “Jade,” Cole says softly. “Her name is Jade.” Aiden repeats it like a promise. “Jade.” Something breaks open in my chest. Steph presses her fingers to her mouth, tears slipping free, while Sawyer wraps an arm around her, his own eyes suspiciously bright.

she said, her voice bright with relief and gratitude. “Alright,” Johnny replied, chuckling again. “I’ll see you tomorrow then.” She hung up, the weight on her chest lifting slightly. She turned to Jackson, who was watching her with a teasing smile. “What happened?” he asked. “I… someone agreed to help my sister,” she said, smiling faintly. “So now you’re happy?” he teased. “Yes,” she replied, a genuine smile tugging at her lips for the first time all day. But there was one detail she didn’t mention—the person helping her sister was her ex-boyfriend.

When Andrea first appeared in his life with her mother, Amelia, Killian hated her. Growing up, he was a small child who got picked on by bigger kids in the neighbourhood. His dislike for his step sister was instant but it took a serious turn when she started bullying him as well. She would push him, laugh at him and make fun of him.

In the garden of the Arrabal estate, Adelaide and Irene take a stroll in the company of Eleonor after a delightful snack. The conversation among the women is pleasant until the young woman spots her sister walking in the distance towards one of the farms. "Your sister has been secluded in that estate for a few days now, dear," says Mrs. Irene when she realizes where Adelaide's gaze is directed. "Why? I thought I heard that Egil had her at his service, or at least that's what some of the servants said."

"Why don't you ask your mother, Noah?" I turn to stone in my seat. Goosebumps prickle over my skin, and my voice comes out hoarse. "What did you just say?" "Your mother… You should ask her about me." Natalie gets up from her seat. Her eyes are filled with silent rage. "Even Bianca knows who I am. The only person who doesn't remember me is you." I stare at her. "Do we know each other?" Natalie laughs; the sound is bitter. "My name is Natalie Gracen—you and I are step-siblings, Noah."