Prologue

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PROLOGUE

I didn't mean to kill her. I didn't mean for it to end this way. It was supposed to be me who died that night. Alaric, what have you done? You killed your sister. YOUR SISTER! Alaric, are you hearing yourself? That's when I fell, sweat dripping down from my palms and my face turning the colour of the winter snow. Everything was pitch black and my mind switched off faster than a light switch and I fell to the ground in seconds...

Yes, I killed my sister. I killed Anastasia Renee Ashengate, my 15 year old sister, but I had my reasons. Drugs. It was the only acceptable answer, believable too; However this wasn't my case closed. My sister was still dead and I am still a suspect. 

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