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.

 

that awful again knowing that 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

 

I have

 

she?" I asked, suddenly feeling the urge to

 

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

 

hypocrite, but no way was I

 

beamed, but her smile was

 

I might not have long left. I can't say because it's unpredictable and uncommon, but it's not impossible. I was diagnosed with epilepsy last year" She informed me sadly. A gasp left my mouth as I processed what

 

few years as a nurse, but I knew it was indeed dangerous. And the worst part is, you don't even know when or if you're gonna

 

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

 

small

 

little Victoria is a nurse"

 

making my thoughts wander. When I didn't say

 

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, but it

 

to grow up with someone I

 

confused look when I noticed she was

 

you?"

 

asked carefully. I sighed, giving

 

and she

 

her hands over her mouth in shock,

 

urge to go comfort 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

 

fault" She sobbed into my shoulder. "I drove my little sister to suicide. I put you both through so much pain" She continued, but I didn't make any move to

 

thought about how my selfish actions would've affected you both. You didn't deserve

 

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

 

turned to face me, looking even more pained.

 

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

 

sit around and watch my sister grow up in

 

to have a long

 

You don't know how much this means to

 

had a mother, but I knew this moment right here will change

 

migrated to the living room where Lincoln and Zoey were

 

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

 

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