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“You should’ve fought for her as soon as she was born. But no, you had that other bitch to worry about. Your home and your pretty little family. Remember what you told me back then?” Her voice turns mocking as she mimics his, “I already have a son, Jeanine. Don’t get on my nerves, Jeanine.”
“Well, I didn’t think you’d be this useless as a mother. She was crying the other day because you yelled at her.”
“I get to raise her any way I like. Mind your own business and take care of your precious son.”
“Jeanine,” he mutters her name through clenched teeth.
“I have a reputation, okay? I can’t just announce I have a daughter outside of marriage, an affair, and with my neighbour and my husband’s friend. Do you even realise how that would smash my and Calvin’s careers? Yours, too, in fact.”
“I’m not asking you to announce it, but to at least tell her about it, so I can openly treat her as my daughter. She already spends so much time with Xander anyway.”
“No way. That brat will start calling you Dad in public and I can’t have that.” She points a finger at him. “Keep our deal or I’m telling Xander the truth. How do you think your precious son would feel, huh?”
“Don’t you dare come near him.”
“Then stop this nonsense.”
“I’m warning you. Treat her well.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. Did you miss the part that says you don’t get to tell me what to do? Even Calvin doesn’t, so why should you?”
“I’m her father, damn it. I can’t let you mistreat her like that.”
“Or what? You’ll demand custody? I guess you can’t, huh?”
“I’m keeping my eyes on you.” He heads towards his car.
“You know I love the attention.”
“Rot in hell, Jeanine.”
“I’ll see you there, Lewis.” She waves at him with a venomous smile before she yanks her car door open and slides inside.
Both of them head in opposite directions, leaving dust in their wake.
And me.
I stand there, not believing what I just heard. A blade slashes through my chest, and although I can’t see it, I feel it. It’s deep, burning and painful. So, so painful.
My legs shake and I fall to a sitting position, unable to remain standing anymore.
I stare at the road they just took as if I can bring them back and ask them about what they revealed.
A daughter.
Kim’s father isn’t Uncle Calvin, it’s my dad. That means she’s my sister.
My. Sister.
I always told Kimberly that I wanted a sibling like she had Kirian and she said he could be both of ours.
I felt so happy back then, to have a sibling, but now, after I found out she’s my real sibling, I want to cry.
She can’t be my sister. If she is, that means I can’t kiss her anymore.
It means I have to be with her like I am with Kirian.
I hate that.
