Book 2 (One)

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~~~ ~~One~~ ~~~

13 long years has passed since I had Last seen her.

Watching her smile again made my heart tingle with joy.

For a moment I watched her as she chatted with people I assumed were her friends, for a moment I knew her life was great.

Then she arrived, the woman she called Mom, the woman who denied my bond with her.

The woman who stole her from me.

The hate threatened to blind me with rage and for a moment I went back to the being I was at the night of the orphanage.

I wanted to kill her, rip her heart out and trample on her blood. I wanted her to watch as I killed her husband, shredded him piece by piece.

For he too was not to be spared.

A deep breath in helped me regain my sanity and I observed.

Soon dear sister we will be together once again.

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