Romans & histoires Tasha Smith Siblings

“You’ve never asked. And if you’d ever bothered to G****e me, it’s right there. Public knowledge.” Her lips curl into a disbelieving scoff, her head tilting side to side. “No, Chase. That’s on you. You never talk about them. And yes, fine, I never cared before… but we’ve been stuck together for weeks now. Not once did you think to mention you have siblings?” I take a second to answer because she has a point, but it doesn’t mean I’ll admit it. I rub my chin, pretending to think before giving her a single nod. “Kathryn and James. Middle child and youngest. Kathryn’s a chef. James plays professional hockey.”

She asks, I shake my head, “I doubt he knows, I haven’t told him anything about me pursuing a writing career” “Why” she asks, “Nek would absolutely support you”; I shake my head, “it’s not a matter of support, I just don’t want to burden him with my issues and I’m also not ready to leave my job” She smiles in understanding, “so how many siblings do you have?”; I smile at the subject of my siblings, “I have an older sister, who’s name is Tela and a younger brother who’s name is Texan, but you already know that”

I just didn’t understand it. I was aware of his sister Natasha, a young woman the same age as Neil, who naturally got along well with Florence. But I knew of no other siblings, and the Ryder and Valdez families had been long-time friends and business associates. In Neil, I had met the only heir of the Ryders. Or so I had thought. So who is this “brother?” An abrupt jerk interrupted my thoughts. “What happened?” I asked Smith, my brow furrowing in confusion. “Not sure, miss. Let me check.”

“Sis, I know you’re busy. But I was honestly so happy about getting the apartment today. I just wanted to share that with my family. Do you... not approve of me buying a place of my own?” I was struck by her sheer absurdity. I murmured, “I’ve just been really swamped—” My mother scoffed. “Too swamped to take two seconds to tap the ‘like’ button? “You’ve always been like this. Ever since you were little, you couldn’t stand seeing your sister happy.” Her words hit me like a ton of bricks. Long-buried memories came flooding back. In middle school, I came first in the entire grade. My parents completely missed my parent-teacher conference because Daphne had taken a minor tumble.

He was smoking in the picture as well. “Troy Williams, the third sibling.” Adam shortly introduced. Compared to Travis, he looks softer and more innocent than his brother. I didn't waste my time and turned to the next one. Then there was a woman with simple short hair looking so fierce in the picture. “She looks cold,” I commented.

For Tia, though, I would do anything. We weren't just friends; we were sisters in every way that mattered. My mind drifted back to the day she came to live with us - the small, wide-eyed girl clutching a tattered teddy bear after her mother’s funeral. My parents had been her godparents, a promise made in a hospital room years before that they never hesitated to keep. Technically, we were legal siblings, but the bond went deeper. She was the calm to my storm, the quiet my chaotic energy. Watching her wall herself off from the world for the last two years had been like watching a vibrant painting fade in the sun. "Okay," I recited, my fingers clicking rhythmically against the keyboard. "Userna

he bowed and walked again, Theresa and I are siblings but Tanya's is adopted sister too," I suddenly lost hope. "So why did we have a DNA Test if my mother is just your adopted sibling?" I wonder because what is the point of that DNA if the result is also negative and another thing is why nothing sensible has happened in my life, adopted and my mother means it's really hard to find that. "I know, but" he took a deep breath and seemed like he didn't want to say it but then he looks at me. "Tanya and I are close siblings, she's my wife's best friend too and there's a lot of misunderstanding, the day of Sykes birthday my daughter" she bent down so Sykes stroked her back,

I staggered back, heart cracking. Ashley spoke cautiously. “Killian… there’s something else. Azaria had a vision. Selene showed her the twins. Captured.” Killian’s eyes shot to mine. “Siblings?” I nodded. “You've never met them but I have two younger twin siblings and they are my whole world.”

Bhuvi interrupted, surprising Tasha. Tasha nodded and took a deep breath. "I've been taking care of my younger sister since childhood. However, now I live alone because my father ran away with my sister. Currently, we live in my grandmother's old house. My only weakness is that I find it hard to trust others." "How long have you known Boy?" "Since the beginning of my college, I've known Boy. However, we became close only about 2 years ago. The closeness began when I was almost..."