(Lydia's POV)
Chandler takes my suit case and puts it away as i step into the limo. On the drive back I focus on fixing my hair using my camera on my phone.
We arrive back to Chandler's place and i start getting ready (cleaning my face, brushing teeth, some more packing, etc)
Every time i walk past the dark bathroom on the first floor i get chills. It freaks me out.
My stomach is growling so loud, its like a drum. I realize i haven't eaten anything all day.. I smile to myself "I'm proud of you" I whisper to my reflection in the upstairs bathroom.
My bags are to the door and I'm all packed. "Someone's here" I hear chandler yell and I run downstairs.
Me and Chandler wait at the door.. Waiting for this mystery person to arrive. My heart is pounding and im nervous. What if they don't like me? What if they see me and are disappointed? What if they want to give me back? All these negative thoughts race through my head.
The door creaks open. A black heel sticks through. I see her face and my heart stops. Hatred burns inside of me. Rage.. anger.. Every memory i ever wanted to forget plays in my head, over and over and over again.
She smiles and takes out a picture from her clearly expensive purse. She looks at the photo for a second and then shows it to me. "You've aged since iv seen you last" She gives her usual evil smile, the smile breaks up homes.
I see the picture. The picture is of me and her.
A picture of 1 year old Lydia and her 14 year old sister, Nova.
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