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.

 

could be grateful. Even if Daisy didn't search, I'm holding on to that little hope that Zoey would've. But she doesn't have to anymore, because I

 

believe I have a baby

 

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

 

She smiled. "Her father died when she was three though, so it's only been me and her

 

but no way was I gonna stay out of

 

wanted" She beamed, but her smile

 

whispered, meeting my eyes. "Victoria, I might not have long left. I can't say because it's unpredictable and uncommon, but

 

as a nurse, but I knew it was indeed dangerous. And the worst

 

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

 

burnt with tears. I knew I couldn't stop

 

shook her head with a small smile, grabbing my hands

 

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

 

sat there making my thoughts wander. When

 

will happen, but I'm 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 still didn't

 

my eyes. "I knew I needed Zoey to grow up with someone I trust, so I was going to beg Sophie

 

a confused look when I noticed she

 

don't know, don't you?"

 

don't I know?" She asked carefully. I

 

a baby, and she

 

again. She threw her hands over her mouth in shock, as tears ran from her eyes for the umpteenth time

 

comfort her. I knew we weren't on the best terms and she was downright wrong for leaving like that. But out of the few people that knew, she was the

 

my little sister to suicide. I put you both through so much pain" She continued, but I

 

sorry Victoria. I never thought about how my selfish actions would've affected you both. You didn't deserve this," She added

 

hushed her from time to time, occasionally drying

 

even more pained. "Victoria I know it's a

 

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

 

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

 

need to have a long nice

 

so much, Victoria. You don't know how much this means to me" She

 

mother, but I knew this

 

a couple more minutes like that until we migrated to the

 

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

 

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