FOUR DAYS LATER

Harlow

So far, there has been no news or a single word from my sister, and I’m out of descenter and had used the last of my spray last night.

Mrs. Yates was nervous when she picked me up from my room. She hardly spoke to me, and was tense as we walked to the auction house. I did my make-up the same way my sister occasionally did hers.

“You never know; your test scores could be as high as your sisters’,” she chimed happily as we reached the doors leading in.

‘Oh, they will be high, alright, because I am the sister.’ I thought dryly.

“Have you heard anything from Harlow?” I asked, curiosity lacing my voice.

Mrs. Yates became even more nervous, but she remained silent and gave a swift shake of her head.

After they ran their tests and took blood, I waited in the same foyer of the auction house. Sat in the same hard blue chairs, only this time Zara wasn’t with me holding my hand, this time I was completely alone.

Yet when Mrs. Yates came in, overly excited and bubbly, confusion crossed my features surely I didn’t test even higher. I tried to be upbeat as I knew Zara would be.

“What’s the verdict?” I asked, pretending to be excited.

“Perfect, eighty-seven percent, just like Harlow,” she announced, though I didn’t miss the way her lip quivered at mentioning my name.

tear slid down my cheek, and my heart started pounding against my ribcage. “Mrs. Yates?” I whispered when

eyes took in the numbers printed on the pages before

one too. I’ll launch the auction,” he cheered, and rushed away before any of us could utter a word

after him. Mr. Black’s shiny black shoes clicked on the sterile floors as he wandered off in his flashy suit. I bet it was bought for the money they got from the previous action. The money that might

Y-Yates?” I stammered as

it. Harlow bled out,” Mrs. Yates admitted, staring down at her

my eyes stung, and I suddenly couldn’t breathe. Something deep inside

For days, I wondered, yet heard nothing. I figured no

stole the air from my lungs. I killed her; I killed

little besides the wailing howls that left me before a pinch in my neck made everything shut off. Everything went black, and I welcomed

I was in a hospital room. Mrs. Yates hovered over me, and I tried

need to celebrate,” Mr.

Zara before it dawned on me with ice-cold tendrils piercing my soul all over again. I hyperventilated, and Mrs. Yates clutched my face in

did. See?” She pointed to the

sister is dead, and that is what she believed

I’m sorry about Harlow,” she whispered, wiping tears from

weeks, and we could’ve signed ourselves out and paid off the debt and found our own packs! Zara always intended to stay, but I knew I could talk her into leaving, yet instead, I

my body, and days slipped by. Mr. Black kept me sedated and out of

to my ass that had my gaze pulled

down to see the doctor pull my pants

jab her; she isn’t Zara!” Mr. Black screamed,

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