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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a great job at

high-pitched giggle filled the room as she delivered

yelp and clutched my ribs like she'd broken something vital. "Ouch! You beast!" She

holding up seven little fingers. One

so small and adorable. She was also very cute to think that her small, feeble self could beat me seven times in a row in a wrestling match. Have you seen me? I've been gyming since I

was pretty. God, she was so fucking

I grinned,

so hard I thought she'd choke on air. "I've told you! That's not how you

before..." I narrowed my eyes dramatically, pausing just long enough to

in again, fingers dancing mercilessly over her ribs as she

collapsed beside each other, breathlessly

rolled to her side, her cheeks flushed pink, with strands of her wild

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light bulb had

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her

glanced at the clock, then back at me. "Damian. He asked me to come over, Said his dad

together." he stood up,

long second, the corners of

Damian. Again.

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