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

 

still couldn't believe I have a

 

she?" I asked, suddenly feeling

 

she was three though, so it's only been me and her

 

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

 

ever wanted" She beamed, but her smile was immediately replaced with a

 

say because it's unpredictable and uncommon,

 

in my few years as a nurse, but I knew it was indeed dangerous. And the worst part

 

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

 

give 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

 

her head with a small

 

little Victoria is a nurse" She beamed,

 

say anything, I just 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,

 

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

 

confused look when I noticed

 

don't you?" I whispered,

 

She asked carefully.

 

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

 

wanting to relive that moment again. She threw her hands over

 

But out of the few people that knew, she was the only one who

 

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

 

about how my selfish actions would've affected you both. You didn't deserve this," She added while her

 

from time to time, occasionally drying the

 

She turned to face me, looking even more pained. "Victoria I

 

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

 

completely, but I can at least take away her worries. Besides, I would never sit around and watch my sister grow up in an orphanage if something

 

have a long nice talk with

 

this means to me" She held me tighter, and

 

knew this moment right here will change my life

 

until we migrated to the living room where Lincoln and Zoey

 

pictures with Sophie from her photo album. She looked guilty and filled with regret, spilling

 

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