Sister Poems Of Love 소설 & 이야기

“You think this is honesty? After all the lies? After the birthdays, holidays, family dinners, all the plans we made?” “I didn’t mean for it to go this far.” “I wrapped your damn Christmas presents by hand,” I said. I threw you a surprise party. I held you after your sister’s car accident. "Does any of that mean anything to you now?” He said nothing. I wrapped my arms around myself, suddenly cold. “How long have you known? That you wanted her back?” He hesitated. And that hesitation was the answer. “A few months.” A few months. I stared at him, the man I thought I knew. The same hands that held mine in the hospital when my mom died. Same voice that whispered "I love you in the dark." Same bo

“Sister, how could you? To wound me so before them, when I have only ever loved you!” Her words trembled like fragile glass. But her eyes.…her eyes burned with venom. The nobles shifted, uneasy. Some glanced at me, some at her. A choice unspoken hung between us. I rose slowly, my gaze sweeping the hall. “Love, dear sister, is not measured in words. It is measured in deeds. And deeds leave stains. Stains on hands, stains on hearts… stains that no veil can hide.” I did not name her guilty. I did not call her a serpent. But the implication slithered through every ear present.

" It's not a crime to ask for something and want to have that thing by all means,I loved you Edward , Why can't you just look at me for once , Why can't you just see me and love me the way you love my sister ,I have tried all I can to get your attention but no you prefer her to me , What does my sister have that I don't have , huh ..Tell me , she's not that beautiful ,Look at me am beautiful ,I could be a suitable Queen to you but No you chose her over me " " You believed that even if I had met you , That I will chose you over your sister , Then you must be dreaming my dear ,I can't settle for anything less " " Anything less you mean that I don't deserve to be your wife " " Not in this life

Compared to your sister, you're just a jerk. Even if they had met before, he wouldn't like to be with someone like her. They are far apart from each other. He's heaven and she's earth, as corny as that sounds. Her sister is also on Earth, just pretending to be in the clouds. Imagine, mentioning that they have a farm that has gone bankrupt. Their father is the only one who has a farm and his sister has only set foot there once because that farm is not their father's either. It was their father's family property.

It was tormenting to think about the fact that she had actually done something that despising all for a man. "Caramel is here." I announced to my parents while they craned their heads at us. I had intentionally ignored making mention of the male figure. My mother rushed to her feet to stand in front of Caramel. She gripped her shoulder and began to shake her like there was no end to her troubles. "Why would you do that to your own sister? My mother wailed, "what got into you? How could you let yourself be blinded by lust? What happened to the love and bond I trained you to share with your sisters?" She cried, not faltering with her action.

The tears that once ceased resumed their flow, mirroring the pain evident in my mother's eyes as she cradled the remains of my beloved sister. Unable to bear the weight of the grief any longer, I sank to the floor, uncontrollable sobs wracking my body. It was time to mourn, to truly comprehend the agony my sister endured. The pain I had felt up until this point, while intense, paled in comparison to the anguish that now consumed me.

It is worth it to love a sister so dearly. The End!

“It is easy. Take your sister’s place and confess to being the one tormenting Ivy every night. Confess about being the one threatening to kill her. Since you both love each other so much, then you can die for your sister!” “Isn't that what love is? Risking one’s life for the person they love?” I smirked and that glint of hope in her eyes vanished. She rose to her feet immediately, shaking her head. “You are so heartless. How can you tell me to die in place of my sister? This is wickedness” I straightened. “You said you loved her…” “But that doesn't mean I should suffer for her crime!” She yelled. “Now that you have realized how stupid you sounded earlier, get out of my sight. Your sister is

I clutch my chest as a sharp pain tears through it at the realization that my mate is in love with my younger sister. Do the gods truly hate me this much? Does Selene despise me so deeply that she would take the love meant for me and give it to my sister instead? A sister I have not seen since I was ten years old and she was only nine. Ten years have passed, but I would recognize her eyes anywhere. Those same eyes used to look at me with love and admiration when we were children, following me around everywhere with innocent affection but now, as she stares back at me from Xavier’s arms, there is nothing in them except hatred and disgust.