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A story about two identical sisters that got separated from birth. Fate brings them together after many years as they work together to find out why they got separated in the first place
A story about two identical sisters that got separated from birth. Fate brings them together after many years as they work together to find out why they got separated in the first place
Sophia's POV( The Calm)
I gave myself one final bloody stare before leaving the room.
As soon as I stepped out the door, the first unfortunate face I saw was that of my brother.
"Hello sis" he smiled and hugged me.
" How was your night, I came to your room earlier to call you but you were still asleep"
"You're actually lucky I didn't see you in my room, cause I've warned you several times not to come into my room" I said and tried walking away but he held me back.
"You didn't even answer my greeting sis. did I do something to offend you?" he asked.
"Tristan you didn't do anything wrong okay, I just don't like you" I replied him
I know his just putting up an act cause him mom and my dad are at home, as usual his trying to make himself look pitiful and in turn making me look bad in front of our parents.
He sighed and left. I took a deep breath and followed behind him and we both bursted out in the dinning room where mom and dad were already having breakfast.
Tristan pecked mom and dad on the cheeks before taking a seat besides mom.
"Goodmorning mom, goodmorning dad" I greeted both of them.
"Morning pretty and how was your night?" Mom asked
I know mum's just trying to be nice cause dad is around. Else, she'd have just ignored me.
"It was fine, thanks. I mumbled
"Are you set for the excursion?" Dad asked and I nodded
"Where is the location" mom asked although she doesn't care
"Manilla" I replied and tucked my hair behind my ear.
"Alright, just let me know before leaving okay?" Dad said
This is quite shocking though, this is the first time dad is actually concerned about me.
"Alright dad. Uhmmm.. I'll be on my way now dad" I said as I stood up.
"Won't you be joining us for breakfast?" Mom asked with a smile plastered on her face.
" Why pretending like you care about me?" I asked
"Don't talk to your mom that way Sophia" dad shouted at me
"She isn't and will never be my mom and dad I'll be sure to eat before leaving for the excursion" I replied
" Okay dear, have a safe trip." She said before dad could open his mouth
I just smiled at her.
How can someone be this good at pretending?
"Bye, Kim" Tristan replied and I managed to smile at him and I left.
Manilla
Celine POV( The Crazy)
I sat on my bicycle whistling as I drove along the streets,headed home.
As I rode on my new bicycle, the cold breeze blew my hair and I loved it that way.
" Hey! Get off the road ,you old man!" I yelled to a man who was standing in my way, he turned and moved away in shock.
"Who did you just call an old man?" He asked and I stucked out my tongue to him and continued riding.
Then, I saw two women who were chatting noisily on the road and I purposely rode in between them to split them up.
"Celine, what's wrong with you?" One of them asked angrily.
"You two talk too much and I don't like it" I told them and went my way.
" This girl really has no respect" I heard one of the passerby say
"Do you have some for sale?" I asked and drove past her.
I continued whistling till I got home, I parked my beautiful bicycle by the door side.
I opened the door into the sitting room and burnt smell welcomed me immediately.
And just then I remembered that the rice was on fire . I took to my heels and ran to the kitchen immediately, turning off the gas.
Good heavens, why did it have to burn? Couldn't it have waited a little longer for me to get home?
What do I do now?
Just then, the door opened in the sitting room and I knew dad was back. I'm finally dead.
"Celine!" He called and I ran to him.
" Dad!"I called and embraced him, he was a little surprised.
" You probably did something wrong right? Tell me what it is and I won't scold you" dad replied
"I went out to get something and before I returned home the food had already burnt to ashes" I said while giving him the puppy face
"Why would you leave the food on the fire in the first place?" Dad asked
" I didn't know it was going to burn dad. I had an agreement with the rice that it would wait for me to get back" I said
" You are one silly kid. By the way, we need to talk." he told me and I rolled my eyes
I already have a hit on what his about to say.
Why haven't you been going to school for some days now?" He asked
" I told you already dad, I've been waking up these days with serious headaches" I replied
" Really? you've been having headaches for five days now and when I offer to get you drugs you refuse. Young lady you had better start telling me the truth"
"Fine dad, I was suspended" I pouted my lips and he scoffed.
" Are you serious right now? Its been barely 2 weeks you got suspended for slapping your teacher and here you are with yet again another suspension. What did you do this time" he snapped.
" It wasn't my fault dad. I was on my own when the principal daughter decided to look for my trouble so I beat her up"
" What!! You beat up the principal daughter?"
" Yes father, she was staring rudely at me. Just because her dad owns the school she feels she can misbehave. I needed to put some senses into her thick head" I defended
" Celine, how many times will I warn you to stop fighting? How long have you been suspended?"
" It'll be over by Monday" I replied with a wink.
"Okay. Mrs Theresa told me you stole her biscuits"
" That's a lie dad, I didn't steal it. I only took it without telling her" I replied and bit my nails.
" I seee. Well, Alex mom also told me you had a fight with her daughter. What exactly is wrong with you Celine?"
" Actually dad I didn't her, If I did she would be in the hospital. I only beat her up" I told him and he scoffed.
" Celine how many times will I tell you this. You're a girl and you shouldn't be fighting with people. If you continue this way, you'd only chase away your future husband's"
"And whoever said I needed a man dad when I have you. They can all go to hell,I dont care"
He stared at me as we both smiled.
" By the way dad I'm really hungry" I said while giving him the baby face.
" Alright , take this bag to the room while I quickly make us something to eat"
" Make it tasty" I told him as I carried the bag he came back with to the kitchen.
My dad and I .. we're not that rich but we're happy. Atleast we manage to eat three square meals a day.
He loves me and I also love him so so much. Our small little house doesn't matter to us as long as we are always together.
I got into my room and my eyes beam at the sight on the table.
Ahhhhhhhhhhh...
I rushed to it immediately, picking up the picture.
Thank goodness dad hadn't entered my room to see it.
I stared at it before I put it away.
It was an old picture I had found in dad's old belongings. He looked young and handsome then and he was sitting beside a young beautiful lady and guess what? They were with two identical babies.
Yes.
I have tried asking dad about the picture but he'd only get angry and tell me not to ever ask him about the lady. So since then I kept the picture to myself and never questioned him again.
But I sometimes wonder who the woman and the babies are and why do they have such effect on dad whenever I bring up the question?
I don't know why but I have a cranky feeling about it. Could dad be hiding something from me?
I sighed and then put the picture away before leaving the room. I decided to help dad out in the kitchen even though I don't know how to cook.
I joined dad in the kitchen and then I remembered I had forgotten to wash the dirty pots but thankfully dad had already washed the pots.
" Dad I'll be back shortly, let me get us some chicken to eat with the food" I said while scratching my ear
" I know you are trying to avoid my scolding but go ahead, you'd still come back and meet me here"
" But it's not that bad dad, you could actually give it to those street begers, I'm sure they'll be really happy" I replied as I got outside and rode off with my bicycle.
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After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
Audrey Wilson must marry an old, ugly man because of her father's unpaid debts. She thought her boyfriend would be her savior, but on the same day, she discovers that he has betrayed her along with her best friend. So, desperate, she has to go to a bar to look for an opportunity, and luckily, she does find it... *** Audrey feel, a strange sensation was emanating from every part of her body. She tried to clench her legs, but was prevented from doing so. Lucien spread her legs and took his c*ck and aimed it at her v*ginal entrance. Smiling, he prompted her, "I'm coming in." With that he thrust hard. "Ah-" Audrey cried out, unlike the moan she had just given. It was a scream from pain, and she felt a ripping pain coming from her bottom. Lucien sensed something was wrong and looked down to check, he saw blood. What was going on here? She really was a virgin!
For ten years, I secretly loved my guardian, Ethan Hayes. After my family fell apart, he took me in and raised me. He was my entire world. On my eighteenth birthday, I gathered all my courage to confess my love to him. But his reaction was a fury I had never seen before. He swept my birthday cake to the floor and roared, "Are you insane? I am your GUARDIAN!" He then mercilessly tore the painting I had spent a year on-my confession-to shreds. Just days later, he brought home his fiancée, Chloe. The man who had promised to wait for me to grow up, who called me his brightest star, had vanished. My decade of desperate, burning love had only managed to burn myself. The person who was supposed to protect me had become the one who hurt me the most. I looked down at the NYU acceptance letter in my hand. I had to leave. I had to pull him out of my heart, no matter how much it hurt. I picked up the phone and dialed my father's number. "Dad," I said, my voice hoarse, "I've decided. I want to come be with you in New York."
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