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.

 

she actually told my sister about me. I guess I could be grateful. Even if Daisy didn't search, I'm holding on to that little hope that Zoey would've. But

 

still couldn't believe I have a baby

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

She beamed, but her smile

 

unpredictable and uncommon, but it's not impossible.

 

a nurse, but I knew it was indeed dangerous. And the worst part is, you don't even know

 

the thought made me want to cry even though I didn't

 

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

 

with a small

 

woman you've become. My little Victoria is

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

her a confused look when I noticed she

 

know, don't you?" I whispered,

 

asked carefully.

 

when I was sixteen. She lost a baby, and she didn't get over it. She committed suicide on my

 

again. She threw her hands

 

like that. But out of the few people that knew, she was the only one who would've felt the loss directly like I did.

 

put you both through so much pain" She continued, but I didn't

 

would've affected you both. You didn't deserve this," She added

 

hushed her from time to time, occasionally drying

 

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

 

care of her," I said before she could ask. I knew that she was hurting for the loss of her sister, but I also knew she was worried about

 

take away her worries. Besides, I would never sit around and watch my sister grow up in an orphanage if something should happen while I

 

a

 

this means to me" She held me tighter, and

 

but I knew this moment right here will

 

spent a couple more minutes like that until we migrated to the living room where Lincoln and Zoey

 

at old pictures with Sophie from her photo album. She looked guilty and filled

 

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