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She was in the co with a loose sweater with sleeves that were too big, as if it used to belong to so her mind as usual, she was quiet

I was quiet too

She eventually left the door and walked into the house, giving a silent invitation

I shut the door behindroom The fire burned in the hearth, and there was a cup of coffee on the table

With her araze “What the fuck, Huntley”

Both woured it out the moment they saw each other They looked like different people, but their eyes were identical in shape and color They possessed the sah cheekbones, the same color hair When I first saw Ivory, I noticed the similarities, but the more I interacted with her, the more I saw someone else entirely “Mother didn’t want me to tell you I honored her wishes”

“Tell me what?” She stepped closer “You haven’t told me shit, remember?”

“She’s your sister Half sister”

Her eyes hardened, as if she knew that was the truth but still reacted to the revelation “We usting”

I gave a subtle nod

“You’re telling me my father is the Duke of Delacroix?”

I moved to the armchair near the fire and took a seat “Yeah”

“And…how did that happen?”

I didn’t want to say Didn’t want to open the vault to those memories “When Faron took over Delacroix and exiled us to the bottom of the cliffs…he raped her”

Her gaze ren of a wince

“We survived the fall, and she carried you to term”

She drew a deep breath, looking away as she did it “Now I knohy she hates me…”

“She doesn’t hate you—”

“Cut the shit, Huntley” She turned away and looked at the fire for a while “I can’t really blame her I’m not sure if I would react any differently How is she supposed to have a connection with me when every time she looks atfrom her?”

I drew a deep breath and let it out slowly “It gets easier…in time”

She turned back toeons”

“Well, I lied”