Chapter 27

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"My name is Marc." He pulled down the Hood, and showed his face, he was decent looking, but I've seen better.
"Brookelle, your parents sent me away years ago when I tried to marry you, I guess we were too young to know better, but you still look beautiful. Maybe that fantasy can come true. I've set your sister free, she's sleeping safe and sound in Jordain's living room." I laughed, as if I would ever want to marry be him, I don't know who he is, and he kidnapped my sister, and he lied about my parents being alive.
"As if." Was all I could get myself to say. I turned around, and scoffed. "Your so full of it. Why would I want to marry you, I don't even know you."
"Oh, but, Madame, you know me Mich more than you wish to. We are brother and sister." My mouth dropped when he said those words, partially in surprise, but mostly in disgust.
"Ewe. Insest much? No, I'm not about that life. Its disturbing and makes me want to puke." Even just thinking about that made my stomach turn, and I started to feel lightheaded. I put my hands on my forehead, to cool it down and then pulled them away. Just please leave me alone. I was too nauseous.
"Its not that bad, as long as we move to West Virginia. It'll be fine." I couldn't believe what I just heard.
"You are not my brother." I was in denial.
"Say whatever helps you in bed, sister." He chucked and turned around. I guess he was attempting to leave, but he never truly got the chance.
I grabbed my highheel and bashed it in his skull. I guess I didn't see him as a brother, so I didn't have any regrets for killing him. But before he completely died he did say one thing. Its also known as anul.

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