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She sounds like she's smiling. I hang up and I stifle my cries. I'll be okay. ***** THE End!

she said, loud enough for the walls to hear. The silence that followed was deafening. Then Malcolm whispered, low and venomous “Then I hope you’re ready to bury every piece of your past. Because from this moment on, you are no longer my daughter.” Lana stood frozen as the words echoed: You are no longer my daughter. For a second, it felt like the walls of the Silken Group’s high-rise had swallowed the air, as if every glass panel had turned against her. But Dominic reached for her hand—not to save her, but to anchor her. His grip was steady, warm, defiant.

I stumbled, falling to the cold floor, my hands scraping against the hard surface. “We’re not done talking,” he said coldly. I swallowed hard, pushing myself up, but my body felt weak. I could feel the familiar sense of dread creeping up my spine. “Ella is my twin,” I muttered, forcing the words out. “I would never do anything to hurt her.” But I knew it didn’t matter what I said. They had already made up their minds. They believed whatever they wanted to believe. My mother’s eyes burned with fury. “Did you forget what you did when you were younger?” she screamed.

And I'm leaving tomorrow, what do you say When I'm gone When I'm gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss me by my hair You're gonna miss me everywhere, oh You're gonna miss me when I'm gone I got my ticket for the long way round The one with the prettiest of views It's got mountains It's got rivers It's got sights to give you shivers But it sure would be prettier with you When I'm gone When I'm gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss me by my walk You're gonna miss me by my talk, oh You're gonna miss me when I'm gone.” Just as the song finished, someone flicked the wall lamps on; the sudden bright light caused my eyes to squint at the glare and I turned to

“Stop trying.” That rejection had calcified something in her. From then on, she fought back. Every insult, every slammed door, every public slight—she returned them doubled. Their mother cried in private. Their father, Richard, simply sighed and poured another whiskey, muttering about “youthful rivalry.”

Her voice came—cracked, pained, weak. "I'm fine. Been longing to hear you call me son." I cried. Just the two of us knew how far we had gone in this lie of ours. "Guess the Moon Goddess cursed me for being a terrible mum. I can't mind-link my only son." "Relax, Mum. Hope Dad won't hear you called me?" "I'm done being married to your father. He's a devil. He left me with no option but to steal your life before you even knew anything." She cried.

And I'm leaving tomorrow, what do you say When I'm gone When I'm gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss me by my hair You're gonna miss me everywhere, oh You're gonna miss me when I'm gone I got my ticket for the long way round The one with the prettiest of views It's got mountains It's got rivers It's got sights to give you shivers But it sure would be prettier with you When I'm gone When I'm gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss me by my walk You're gonna miss me by my talk, oh You're gonna miss me when I'm gone.” Just as the song finished, someone flicked the wall lamps on; the sudden bright light caused my eyes to squint at the glare and I turned to

The other. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I chant, legs shaking. You gonna cum for me? “Almost. Almost!” Then she adds another finger. “FUCK!” I scream, gripping her head with both hands. I can’t tell if the wetness on her face is water or me. That’s when we both get a mindlink—from my mother. You two better get out of that damn shower! Ninety minutes until the ceremony and I still have to do your makeup and hair!

The uncertainty gnawed at me, planting seeds of doubt in my already conflicted heart. As she delicately adjusted my tie, her touch gentle yet laden with unspoken words, I felt a tug-of-war of emotions raging within me. Gratitude warred with suspicion, and relief clashed with apprehension. The dichotomy of her actions and my preconceived notions created a rift in my understanding, leaving me adrift in a sea of uncertainty. “You know I love you so much,” my mother said as she stood there before me. “And I want the best for you”

I must just be me pretending to be pitiful and trying to get attention again. I couldn't be any more sorry, Mom. If there were a next life, I would definitely try to become a more honest person. "It hurts…" The pain had me trembling all over. I clawed at the floor, leaving claw marks behind. Just then, the doorknob suddenly turned. Hope flickered in my eyes. Mom came back. Since she was a doctor, she must have realized something was wrong with me. She must have come back to save me. "Are you still not done with your act? The fireworks are about to start. Danny's already getting impatient."