first. Something about what she said bugged me and I gasped out loud when I finally rea

an a week?!" I exclaimed before my

, her long-time fiancé. Ever since my sister and I were around ten years old, our family and the Vulkan famil

upid after all..." my mot

nd we have to find her

lied begrudgingly while try

few seconds. Just when I was about to hang up, I heard my mothe

back home," she

s questioningly as if I had no i

artly at fault for what happened, just as always, my mother never took my side, and she did not hesitate or show any remorse when my father made the decision to cut me off. They

our sister, you should come

.." I m

ase their chances of finding my sister. Although I hated to admit it, I had to agree that she was right. If my sister was h

ust until I find my sister," I said wh

my mother repli

his. After saying all that she wanted to say and completing her objective, she would cut

ng time and trying to call her over and over again, I was convinced that something was wrong and that she was intentionally not answering my calls. Just like all human beings, in reality, my sister was far from perfect, and I knew that

t disappear like this?" I muttered to myse

cause she didn't wa

never voiced her objection to anyone, not even me. She never complained about it and took it as is. On top of that, she seemed to get along very well with Anthony to the point where everyone thought that they w

pen over the year

e title has been passed down through the generations until it reached my father. It came as no surprise that my mother was from another aristocratic family and that my parents' wedding was ar

y grandfather. Growing up, I never knew that there was something twisted and wrong within my family. We were extraordinarily wealthy, and my parents had no hesitation in flaunting their wealth. From

he world and people outside of our closed circle that I finall

e cont