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BRENDA PARKER

I looked at that photo without understanding. It seemed that it was taken without the two of them knowing they were being photographed. Several questions started popping in my head. How does Sebastian have a picture of my brother? What is his relationship with Sebastian's sister? I decided to put the photo back, chose one of the pockets and kept the photo there. I left the closet and couldn't stop thinking about it. I needed to know their relationship.

When my brother died, I wasn't living at my mother's house. I had already come to New York to study; my brother was also studying abroad in Washington. I didn't even know he had a girlfriend. When my mother contacted me, saying that he had died in a car accident and that his girlfriend was with him, I was surprised. He had never told me about this girlfriend, and we spoke regularly on the phone.

Now looking at this picture, something tells me that this girl was his girlfriend, but she is Sebastian's sister. I'm sure of it, or not, I'm confused. I decided to search the internet for her name. I took my cell phone and typed her name in the search bar. Soon her pictures appeared. She is the same girl in the picture. I opened several images and they all just said that she was the sister of businessman Sebastian Parker, but there was none that spoke of her death, which I'm finding strange since they are the target of the paparazzi. There was also no reference to her having a boyfriend.

I ended the search and thought to myself, maybe my mother knows something, so I called her, and she answered on the second ring.

Brenda, until you finally called me, I was always the one who called you. Are you going to say you are pregnant?

"Hi Mom, no, I'm not."

"Gosh! I was already excited.

"Mom, I didn't call you to talk about me, but to ask you a question about my brother."

"Did you remember? Yesterday was his death anniversary. "

I grimaced. Actually, I hadn't remembered, because my life is so troubled, my thoughts are always focused on what Sebastian is going to do, but I decided to soften a little.

Yeah, and that's why I remembered something. Do you know who the girlfriend was with him? "

Your brother, in one of the times he called me, just before he died, told me that he was in love with a girl, but that her family did not accept the relationship, so he said that he would spend some time without contacting me."

Did he say the girl's name?

"No, I tried to get more information about her, but he didn't want to say anything else. He just asked me to trust him." A while later, I received the news of the accident and that he was with a girl. I deduced that it was this girlfriend."

"Huh! I miss him so much, mom. "

"Me too." Thank you, I'm sorry. "

"It's okay, I'm over it. Now my hope is that you'll give me a grandchild."

"Mom, don't start..."

"Brenda, I don't understand..."

I called my mother and, on impulse, said what I've never said to anyone.

"Sebastian doesn't want children, mom."

I put my hand over my mouth. I shouldn't have said that. There was silence for a few seconds, and then my mother spoke again. "Why?" She aked.

"He... he... thinks it's not the moment..." I was nervous, my voice broken by the crying that wanted to come, how to explain to my mother the inexplicable, like telling her that my husband put a clause in a contract that would kill his own child if I got pregnant. I held back the tears, took a deep breath and said goodbye hurriedly. I didn't want to give an explanation or touch on that subject anymore.

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