Romans & histoires Taylor From My Sister's Keeper

Instead, she held me tighter like she feared I was going to explode if she didn't. My sister had gone out of the room to receive a phone call. I'd asked her to put a call to any lawyer she knew who had no connection to our parents. “Valerie, he is gay and he used me to protect his identity" I lowered my gaze as I responded. “What!" She pulled away, settling in the little space that separated my leg from the end of the bed. “That bastard!" She bit her lip, holding back her words. "His partner is Taylor. I have not asked him about anything since I found out” I nodded at the end of each sentence, as though it would stop me from crying but no matter how strong I tried to be about it, I couldn't

Tanner insisted. "You miss your sister... don't you?" Tanner looked at his mother and smiled. "You have no idea mom. I miss her terribly. I can't wait to have her back here again but unfortunately....it's not happening soon." Morena nodded. "I don't know why she had to possess your father's gift but I'm pretty sure she will be able to come visit us once she gets enough training." Morena said and just then, he phone began to ring. "Oh....it's Gina." She whispered and picked up the call.

He started. "I'm not interested in hearing that." I cut in, guessing he was trying to pick out of my weak sides. "I'd come back for you, and when I do. You can tell me that." I spoke walking back to my Jeep while Bernard watched out for me like a security who was ready to lay down his life for my safety. "Don't you wanna know about your sister?" Taylor suddenly asked and I stopped on my track.

I yelled. "My my...you totally smitten in love with her Boss. She has the audacity to yell at you when your family doesn't even have a say in anything. " A loud voice interrupted us. I glanced at the door, to see an exact version of the beast, but a few years younger. His eyes were the same as Hunter's. His smile was contagious, mischievously he winked at me, "Hey beautiful. I am Taylor, your man's younger brother." He smirked.

Taylor stood an inch or two taller than Cliff, had the shoulders of a manual laborer and the hands of a welder, covered with small burns in varying stages of healing. He swept his little sister into a bear-hug, which she returned with obvious enthusiasm before turning to hold out her hand to Cliff. ‘Come and meet my brother,’ she said. With a reluctance he didn’t quite understand, he did so, stepping forward slowly. “Taylor Morrison, Chiff Foreman.’ As the two men shook hands, taking each other’s measure, a tall, rounded brunette flung herself down the steps to the front yard and embraced Lynne with the same kind of glee her brother had evinced.

To calm herself down. “Trenton, my sister is really sick. I told her, I told her to stop taking hard drugs but she wouldn't listen to me. This behavior she had before the accident, was the same behavior that led Mom to be depressed until she got into an accident and got into a coma. My sister is the cause of everything. Everything.” Nadine cried into Trenton’s chest. However, his eyes were still on Madine. He yearned to help her out. To grab her and bring her to safety because there was something about her that reminded him of someone. Of that little girl. Back at the beach when he was fifteen years old.

“It’s me. Nina. I’m here.” Taylor stared at me for a few long moments as his eyes came into focus before a slight smile twitched at the corners of his lips. “Hey… Big sister…” he croaked, licking his dry lips. I grabbed a cup of water and lifted his head to help him drink, then laid him back down gently.

t mind, let"s have dinner together, shall we?" "I do mind." The man"s deep voice rang out, and Taylor"s expression froze. The smile on her face was about to disappear, and Jason pulled her back. "Sister, let"s go." "Then I will let you get back to dinner." Taylor glared fiercely at Kristen. Her eyes were so intense that she wanted to kill her. Only then did she step on her high heels and leave. The waiter apologized profusely, and Kristen did not pursue the matter further. After Taylor left, Kristen sighed. "Taylor likes you so much. When she saw me having dinner with you, she probably thought that I was seducing you. It"s only been a few days for her to keep her nose clean, now she"s probab

he questioned, his tone sharp and laced with resentment. Catalina and Mr. Frank exchanged glances, fully aware of the storm they had walked into. Taylor's presence had brought a tumultuous energy into the room. But it was Mr. Frank who decided to address the brewing tempest. "She's your long-lost sister," he declared with unyielding candor, his words hanging heavy in the charged atmosphere. "What? I thought... wait, you're not kidding, right?" Taylor's voice quivered with a mix of shock and confusion. The revelation hung in the air, like a sudden storm cloud darkening their world.