I couldn't comprehend. Did Daisy have another daughter?

I whipped my head towards Daisy as she smiled brightly at the little girl, gesturing for her to come towards us.

 

"Victoria, this is Zoey. Your sister"

 

A gasp escaped my lips as I stared at the little girl in awe. I knew from the moment she called Daisy momma, but I didn't process it.

 

"This is sister Victoria?" Zoey asked in a sort of shy excitement as her big brown eyes widened.

 

"That's me," I said as a couple of tears rolled down my cheek with the brightest smile on my face. "Oh my gosh, I can’t believe I have a sister" I pulled her little frame into a hug, squeezing the life out of her.

 

I pushed her back gently so I could take a good look at her. It was quite obvious that our mom's genes were strong since she looked like a mini version of both of us.

 

Her eyes were the same as mine, and so were most of her features. Her complexion was darker than mine and Daisy's, and I could see that she was a mixed baby.

 

Her hair was full and fell in long, luscious almost coily curls. It wasn't the same chestnut brown as mine, but it wasn't black either. It was somewhere in the middle.

 

No bias shit, but my sister was the most beautiful little girl I've ever seen.

 

"You are so gorgeous" I whispered in amazement as I ogled my sister. A light blush formed on her face as she held her little teddy to hide it.

 

"Thank you. You're pretty too" She mumbled shyly as I resisted the urge to squeeze the life from her.

 

"Zoey sweetheart, can you give us a minute to talk please?" Daisy asked, and I shot her a pout.

 

"But I just met her" We both whined simultaneously, which made us laugh at the cute sister moment.

 

"You can spend more time with her later. I just need to talk for a while okay?"

 

She simply nodded as she headed for the exit. I watched her little frame retreat, and I knew I was already in love.

 

"You told her about me?" I asked, still looking at the exit as I remembered that she knew who I was.

 

"Yes, I always do. I knew she would find you one day"

 

"She would find me.. not 'we' would find me" I sighed as my mind drifted to the conversation we had earlier.

 

told my sister about me. I guess I could be grateful. Even if Daisy didn't search,

 

I have a

 

old is she?" I asked, suddenly feeling the urge to know everything about

 

smiled. "Her father died when she was three though,

 

equation" I suggested shyly. I know I sounded like a hypocrite, but no way

 

beamed, but her smile was immediately replaced with

 

She whispered, meeting my eyes. "Victoria, I might not have long left. I can't say because it's unpredictable and uncommon, but it's not impossible. I was diagnosed with epilepsy last

 

few years as a nurse, but I knew it was indeed dangerous. And the worst part is, you don't even know when or if you're gonna

 

thought. Just the thought made me want to cry even though I didn't know her, and even though I hated her my

 

worry" I whispered as my eyes burnt with tears. I knew I couldn't stop it, but I just felt helpless. Knowing myself, I knew I won't just sit around and do

 

a small

 

become. My little Victoria is a nurse" She beamed, wiping a

 

I just sat there making my thoughts wander. When I didn't say anything,

 

it. I've had my fair share of life, so whether it's

 

up and met my eyes. "I knew I needed Zoey to grow up with someone

 

confused look when I noticed she was

 

don't you?" I whispered, looking

 

asked carefully. I sighed, giving her

 

was sixteen. She lost a baby, and she didn't

 

summed up the story, not wanting to relive that moment again. She threw her hands over her mouth in shock, as tears ran from her

 

that. But out of the few people that

 

sister to suicide. I put you both through so much pain" She continued, but I didn't make any move to deny or say otherwise. I just let her

 

my selfish actions would've affected

 

occasionally drying the

 

me, looking even more pained. "Victoria I know

 

ask. I knew that she was hurting for the loss of her sister, but I also knew she was worried

 

ease the pain completely, but I can at least take away her worries. Besides, I would never sit around

 

have a

 

how much this means to me"

 

knew this moment right here will

 

we migrated to the

 

looking at old pictures with Sophie from her photo album. She looked guilty and filled with regret, spilling tears occasionally. I could tell that she blamed

 

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