Chapter 260: Half Sister

Olivia’s POV

A soft knock landed on my door, and I knew instantly it was Calvin. His distinct lemony scent drifted in, announcing his presence before he even spoke.

"The door is open," I said gently.

He pushed it open and stepped inside, holding a white box wrapped with a shiny red ribbon. Our eyes met, and he gave me a warm, genuine smile. The kind of smile that made me feel... safe. Loved. Protected.

"Good morning, sunshine," he greeted as he walked toward me.

My smile widened. "Good morning, brother."

The word came out so naturally, so easily, even though it was the first time I’d ever said it to him. It felt right. Like it had always been there.

He reached my bed and held out the box. "Here... I got this for tonight’s party. I hope you like it."

A happy grin spread across my face as I accepted the box.

Feeling a flutter of excitement, I unsealed it carefully.

The first thing I saw made my breath catch. It was a stunning red dress, silky and elegant. I lifted it slightly, the fabric slipping through my fingers like water. Beneath it were silver heels, delicate and sparkling like starlight.

At the bottom of the box was a smaller one. I opened it slowly... and gasped softly.

Inside were diamond accessories—a necklace, earrings, and a delicate bracelet. They shimmered beautifully, catching the morning light with every tiny movement.

"These are beautiful," I whispered, still a bit in awe.

Calvin sat beside me on the edge of the bed. "They were our mother’s," he said softly.

I turned to him, surprised. "Really?"

He nodded. "She wore them the night she married our father. They were her favorites. I thought it was only right... that you wear them tonight."

I looked back down at the jewels, my heart fluttering. A strange ache bloomed in my chest.

"I’d love to meet her," I said, glancing up at him. "Where is she?"

His expression shifted slightly—gentle, but with something unreadable behind it.

her," he said quietly. "After tonight’s

sincerity in his voice. He smiled at me again, and I smiled back. But even as warmth bloomed in my chest, one question—one

So I asked it.

other siblings?" I

before he inhaled deeply. Something in his expression shifted. The calmness in his eyes clouded with a trace of... annoyance?

said. "We

my

rubbing his palms together

that," he began, his voice low, like just talking about it got

"What do

straight in the eyes. "Our mother had

stunned. "A

mother—Celeste—was the quiet, kind one. Selene was... different. Ambitious.

trying to process

strange happened in the family line. All her children gave birth to only males—no daughters. That included our father’s generation. None

at his hands. "Like I said... in great-grandmother Hailee’s bloodline, it’s the females who carry the special gift. A unique,

there weren’t any

my birth. Then, a prophecy

kind of

next child would be a girl. And she would be the one to inherit the gift. The true heir. The

at

along to a council meeting. According to her... when she came back, she found her twin sister, Selene, in bed with

I whispered,

a charm to force him into sleeping with her. All because she wanted to bear the chosen one. She knew the prophecy. She knew it would be

dropped slightly, horror spreading across

of the special child. Acting like she’d won. And

needing to know

didn’t have the mark. The birthmark all gifted daughters are born with. She was just...

A cold shiver ran

voice softened as he added, "Years later... Mom conceived

him, my heart thudding.

You were the chosen one. And that’s why you had to disappear—because so many people wanted you dead. And when I say people who wanted you dead, I don’t mean strangers. I mean family. Our father’s distant relatives—descendants of great-grandmother Hailee. They knew their only chance to produce another chosen one was if you were dead, so

a thought crept into

said, furrowing my brows. "This half-sister of ours...

expression darkened. He gave

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