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.

 

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

 

couldn't believe I have

 

asked, suddenly feeling the urge to know everything

 

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

 

but no way was I gonna stay out of Zoey's life. I can't

 

beamed, but

 

and uncommon, but it's not impossible. I was diagnosed with epilepsy last year" She informed me sadly. A gasp left my mouth as

 

indeed

 

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

 

okay. I'm a nurse and I can 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.

 

her head with a small smile,

 

little Victoria is a nurse" She beamed, wiping

 

my thoughts

 

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

 

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

 

a confused look when I noticed she was

 

don't you?"

 

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

 

sixteen. She lost a baby, and she

 

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

 

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 only one who would've felt

 

through so much pain" She continued, but I didn't make any move to deny or say otherwise.

 

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

 

simply hushed her from time to time, occasionally drying the

 

more pained. "Victoria I know it's

 

take care of her," I said before she could ask. I knew that she was

 

the pain 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

 

a long nice talk

 

much this means to me" She held me

 

mother, but I knew this moment right here

 

more minutes like that until we migrated to

 

change back to normal, and she stayed in a corner looking at old pictures with Sophie from her photo album. She

 

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