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"You know, Bianca, I think my soul is far more interested in permanently cutting our sisterly ties than your pride ever was." I let out a defensive, bitter scoff. "My throne holds zero need for a brother as completely selfish as your name. Sienna Okafor has cared for my survival far more than your hands ever did across your entire life! It is Sienna’s own mind that is currently raising the black-market resources to rescue my career from the mud!"

Reaches for her robes. Whatever this is — these fragments, these deaths, this sentence written into her soul before she was born — she will not spend another seventeen years simply enduring it. The clan elders have decided this will be the year she sees the outside world. Her debut. The great revealing. The Hidden Daughter of Vaelith, finally presented to a world that has mostly stopped believing she exists. She pulls her collar straight. Adjusts the silver clasp at her shoulder. Catches her own reflection in the dark window glass — pale and still and, in the absence of careful expression, briefly, terribly tired.

They held the execution order over the only person I loved in this world, and they were using it to break me. "Do we understand each other?" Julian's sister whispered, her eyes glittering with a dark, haughty malice as she stepped up beside the armchair. "Yes," I breathed, my voice a broken whisper. I closed my eyes, my hands instinctively dropping to protect my flat stomach, where the heir was silently growing. I was completely trapped. Pinned between Julian's dark, possessive, protective mania and his family's greed. Heavy, authoritative, rigid footsteps suddenly echoed down the outer marble corridor.

I went down to get some water and something to eat since I missed dinner. After two glasses of water, my head was clear. While waiting for my food, I decided to email my therapist to book me an emergency session. I couldn't wait another week to talk to her. I haven't fully opened up to her nor have I listened to her. But there's a comfort that comes with her talking to me and trying to get me to talk. At the expense of my account balance of course, Nia didn't come cheap. After I sent the email, I was checking my inbox and then I saw it. Another terminated deal. They cut ties at the worst possible moment and they left no room for negotiation. This was the one deal that was supposed to keep us

Her transformation had not gone as far as that of Svetlana’s father: he had empty holes where his eyes had been but hers harbored black furry spiders quivering inside her irises. I’m an orphan now, Svetlana thought dully. It’s not too bad to be an orphan. The Voice is our father. I don’t need anybody else. Not mother, father, or . . . I had a sister named Sveta. My sister was a pest. I bet you are a good girl . . . Andrei! The cry in her mind was so loud that she was sure the eyeless puppets would hear it, but they did not stir. Brother! Help!

Feeling the sharp sting on my cheek from the slap, I countered flatly, "She didn't die saving me. Those men were after her from the start." In my previous life, my sister, Winona Clarke, owed some loan sharks a massive debt. However, she paid it off overnight. Before I could ask where she got the money, she was stabbed to death by those thugs while trying to save me. As I was overcome with grief by Winona's unexpected death, I never stopped to think about the suspicious circumstances of her death.

Its roof sagged, its walls were cracked, and the windows that had once been painted with saints were now jagged shards of broken glass. Clara wrapped her shawl tightly around her shoulders as she approached in the pale gray light of dawn. Her breath clouded in the chill air, her heart pounding faster with every step. The letter still rested in her pocket, its words echoing in her mind. The truth you seek about your sister lies within your family’s past. Meet me at the old chapel before dawn. Come alone. The stillness of the morning pressed on her. No birds sang. No breeze stirred. It was as though the world itself was holding its breath.

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She added annoyed. "Tell me." "Amari was my... sister." Amari full name was Amari Rafa, the sister of Sophia Rafa and daughter of the owner of Rafa Library Alkhun was sitting right now. He gulps, the worst situation would be--- "Sophia?" A familiar voice was heard and the atmosphere just tighten. "Halo..." Sophia waved at his sister drank the coffee. " I'm just gonna put the dishes..." Alkhun wanted to grab her arm but it is too late, she has already escaped.

Linda said. I found myself stand up immediately and hug Linda. "It's just so hard Linda." I Saud and sobbed. Linda patted me on the back. "It will all be fine. I'm sure there is still something we can do to save her." Linda assured me. "I can't loose her Linda. I just can't." I said. "Let's try to see what we can understand in the book." Linda said. "I can't see anything in the book." I said, giving the book to Linda.