Dear Olivia,
I've been writing this letter to you over and over again. I don't know what to write; there's not enough paper to write everything I want.
When mom told me she met someone, I was upset that she had moved on quickly, but I was happy that she found someone that was good for her. (I later found out that it was not the case.)
She brought me to the kitchen and told me that Neil had two kids older than me. I was happy when she said he had a daughter. I always wanted an older sister. I imagine us doing sisters things. I was young and naive to think like that.
I never told you this, but I tried so hard for you to like me. I have always admired you. I wanted to be like you, then I grew up, and I knew that we wouldn't have that bond that I dream of, but it's okay because when mom died, you were there for me; you took me in. You took care of me like an older sister takes care of her little sister, something that I only imagined when we met.
I love you Olivia. I'm happy that you're my sister, and please don't blame yourself for what happened to me.
Be happy and talk to Steve again. I know he misses you as much as you miss him.
Love, Maxie
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Wheel of Fate
FanfictionFor Olivia Hargrove, her life felt like a ferris wheel. Sometimes she was up, and other times she was down but what she needed to learn was to enjoy the ride. When her father dragged her to a small town, she thought the only thing she needed to sur...
