Zara's P.O.V
Out of nowhere, my foster parents broke into my thoughts. Following their orders, I skipped down the stairs and into the living room, to find them huddled up on the sofa, a gap in the middle for me to sit in. As I entered the living room, my foster dad patted the empty seat so I obeyed him and sat down. I then apologised about my behaviour before.
"Zara, we were thinking... by next week, you can move into your new - or should I say old - family," started my foster mum.
"So, I would just like to say how we thought that today would be the best day to tell you about your real life. Well, we were always in contact with your parents. We sent them a picture of you, so they knew what you look like. Your mum looked at the photo and decided that it would be the perfect time to tell you about your family," explained my foster dad.
Ibrahim's P.O.V
As I lay down on my bed, I reminisced about all of the fun times I had with Zara. Whilst I thought back of all of our memories we had together, a few tears may have streaked down my face. I was going to miss Zara A LOT. She was my only 'sibling', and I didn't want her to go.
Zara's P.O.V
At first, only the pros rushed to my mind. I didn't really think too much of the cons. I would definitely miss my foster parents and Ibrahim. They have taken such good care of me for the past ten years. I didn't think that I was ready to leave them just yet. However, I only had a week to pack all of my belongings (I couldn't forget about any of the pictures) and move to my new house... How would it be?
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