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.

 

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

 

couldn't believe I have a baby

 

I asked, suddenly feeling the

 

She smiled. "Her father died when she was three though, so it's

 

join that equation" I suggested shyly. I know I sounded like a hypocrite, but no way was I gonna stay out

 

wanted" She beamed, but her smile was

 

say because it's unpredictable and uncommon, but it's not

 

it was indeed dangerous. And the worst part is, you don't even know when or

 

me want to cry even though I didn't know her,

 

direct care. You won't have to worry" I whispered as my eyes burnt with tears. I knew I couldn't stop it, but

 

her head with a small smile, grabbing my hands over

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

needed Zoey to grow up with someone I trust, so I was

 

gave her a confused look when

 

know, don't you?" I whispered,

 

asked carefully. I sighed, giving her a sad

 

Sophie died when I was sixteen. She lost a baby, and she didn't

 

relive that moment again. She threw her hands over

 

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 only one who would've felt

 

She sobbed into my shoulder. "I drove my little sister to suicide. I put you both through so much pain" She continued,

 

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

 

simply hushed her from time to time, occasionally drying the few tears that escaped my eyes

 

looking even more pained. "Victoria I know it's a lot to ask

 

I said before she could ask. I knew that she was hurting for the loss of her sister, but

 

but I can at least take away her worries. Besides, I would never sit

 

to have a long

 

to me" She held me

 

never had a mother, but I knew this moment right

 

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

 

in a corner looking at old pictures with Sophie from her photo album. She looked guilty and

 

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