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.

 

if Daisy didn't search, I'm holding on to that little hope that Zoey would've. But she doesn't have

 

believe I have

 

I asked, suddenly feeling the urge to know everything about

 

died when she was three

 

sounded like a hypocrite, but no way was I gonna stay out

 

but her smile was immediately replaced with a

 

I can't say because it's unpredictable and uncommon, but it's not impossible. I was diagnosed with epilepsy

 

was indeed dangerous. And the worst part

 

cry even

 

won't have to 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

 

a small smile, grabbing my hands over the

 

of the woman you've become. My little Victoria is a nurse" She beamed, wiping

 

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

 

okay with it. I've had my fair share of life, so whether it's 20 more years or 20 days, it's okay. " She let out a light chuckle, but it

 

worried about one thing." She looked up and met my eyes. "I knew I needed Zoey to grow up with someone I trust, so I was going to beg Sophie but I'm afraid I took away most of her life already"

 

a confused look when I noticed

 

don't know, don't you?"

 

don't I know?" She asked carefully.

 

a baby, and she didn't get over

 

threw her hands

 

terms and she was downright wrong for leaving like that. But out of the few people that knew, she was the only

 

drove my little sister to suicide. I put you both through so much pain" She continued, but I didn't make

 

so so sorry Victoria. I never thought about how my selfish actions would've affected you both. You didn't

 

her from time to time, occasionally drying the few tears that escaped

 

looking even more pained. "Victoria

 

that she was hurting for the loss of her sister, but I also

 

would never sit around and watch my sister grow up in an orphanage if something should happen while I was alive and

 

to have a

 

know how much this means to me" She held

 

I knew this

 

we migrated to the living room

 

in a corner looking at old pictures with Sophie from her photo

 

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