My Sister 24

My Sister 24

Chapter 15 

In my third year in France, I successfully completed my apprenticeship.[

My senior colleague told me she’d just met with a particularly difficult client, someone from back home.[

Intrigued, I glanced at the client’s message on her phone.[

It was a photo of a wedding dress I knew all too well.[

There was a large wine stain on the bodice and dark, brownish flecks of blood on the hem.[

Aurora, do you know how much he offered? Enough to make a hundred new dresses!

But he doesn’t want a new one, he insists that this specific one must be restored. I heard he’s already asked every top designer in the country, and no one will take the job.

My colleague met with him in person a month ago. She said it was very strange. Both of the men there seemed to have some kind of disability.[

One of them couldn’t speak, and his right hand trembled constantly. The other was bundled up from head to toe, even though it was a hot day, with only his eyes showing. My colleague said she thought she saw faint burn scars under his eyes.[

With that kind of money, they must be famous, right? Aurora, do you know them?

I shook my head gently, a small smile playing on my lips as I looked away.[

The wounds of the past once consumed my soul.[

They left me in agony, crippled by insecurity.[

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I hated that life, and even more, I hated the people who had forced it upon me

But I was learning to piece my broken soul back together

Now, I had a career I loved, and I had a family who loved me.[

All the oppression, humiliation, neglect, and betrayal from my past.[

They no longer mattered in my life.[

I would not look back, and I would not hold on to resentment.[

As for when anyone else would be able to let go.[] 

I didn’t know. And it no longer had anything to do with me.[] 

Aurora, your grandma’s here with treats again! Ooh, are those cupcakes?” 

I turned my head and saw Grandma, leaning on her cane.[

She stood there smiling, picking up the prettiest cupcake and holding it out just for me.[

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I thought, finally, I was the one who was cherished.[

And it’s wonderful Just wonderful.

My Sister

My Sister

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