Chapter 339

KESTER.

TEN YEARS AGO.

I never clicked with anyone the way I clicked with my little sister.

Kasmine had this energy that could light up an entire fucking room, and, somehow, every part of me too. She was laughter. She was warmth. She was this endless spark of joy that refused to burn out, matter what life threw at us.

Since that night four years ago, when I finally caved and let her be my friend, things had shifted for the better. She even made me see how good her mother was, and now, I was also cool with her, and I even called her Mum.

Jorja was a nice woman. She filled in the gap for my mum. And even though I still despised my mum for leaving me, a tiny part of me still hoped she'd walk through the door one day. That she'd hold my face, look me in the eye, and tell me she was sorry for ever leaving me.

I knew it was stupid.

But it was still hope.

But I guess that day would never come.

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and Jorja were doing a great

filled the room

You beast!" She squealed with laughter, bouncing on the bed like she had won an actual wrestling

seven wins for me!" she beamed, holding up seven little fingers. One would think she had just conquered

her small, feeble self could beat me seven times in a

was pretty. God, she

won," I grinned, lunging forward to tickle

grip and giggling so hard I thought she'd choke on air. "I've

before..." I narrowed my eyes dramatically, pausing just long enough to make her squeal again, "I.

again, fingers dancing mercilessly

collapsed beside each other, breathlessly gasping like we'd run a

flushed pink, with strands

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suddenly, she sat up straight like a light bulb had gone off in

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for what tblinked, sitting up beside her and looking at herth worry

clock, then back at me. "Damian. He asked me to come over, Said

it together." he stood up, adjusting her

stared at her for a long second,

Damian. Again.

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