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.

 

I guess I could be grateful. Even if Daisy didn't search, I'm holding on to that little hope that

 

believe I have

 

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

 

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

 

I know I sounded like a hypocrite, but no

 

beamed, but her smile was immediately replaced with a

 

left. I can't say because it's unpredictable and uncommon,

 

but I knew it was indeed dangerous. And the

 

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

 

you direct care. You 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 sit around

 

her head with a small smile, grabbing my

 

so proud of the woman you've become. My little Victoria is a nurse"

 

making my thoughts wander.

 

it's 20 more years or 20 days, it's okay. "

 

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" She

 

confused look when I noticed

 

don't know, don't you?" I whispered, looking

 

I know?" She asked carefully. I sighed, giving her

 

She lost a baby, and she didn't get over it. She

 

again. She threw her hands over her mouth in

 

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 the loss directly like I

 

shoulder. "I drove my little sister to suicide. I put you both through so

 

actions would've affected you both.

 

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

 

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

 

of her," I said before she could ask. I knew that she was hurting for

 

take away her worries. Besides, I would never sit around and watch my sister grow up in an

 

to have a long

 

know how much this means to

 

but I knew this moment right here

 

a couple more minutes like that until we migrated to

 

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

 

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