Chapter eight

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"She's what?" Kirari now turned in her chair to face ririka, trying to make sure she heard that right. "What right now?"

"No - not right now just in general." Ririka responded.

"Oh." Kirari turned back to her vanity , now taking the braids out her hair.

"What is that it?" Ririka asked a bit shocked.

"Oh you know what fathers always said, she does things like this for attention. Just don't give her the attention and she'll stop." Kirari shrugged brushing through her long hair.

"I don't ... maybe you're right." Ririka sighed. "I just... do you think maybe one day she will forgive us?"

"Forgive us for what? We haven't done anything wrong she chose not to talk to us. No one made her." Kirari put the brush down. "If anything we should have to forgive her."

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Desire shut her bedroom door and locked it. She could hear the slight bickering from the room next door and couldn't be asked with it. She got changed quickly and got into bed.

The next day

Desire opened her eyes slightly as the morning sun shon through the gaps in the curtains. Picking up her phone she looked at the time , 6:45.

Giving herself a few moments to wake up properly she then got out and got changed into a clean set of clothes , wearing them in the same style as the previous day.

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