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substance to her, her eyes were swollen and red, she is at the mercy of death ‘I love you, she said’ then kissed me there is a loud bang her body goes limp against mine, due to the loud noise IVY starts to cry ‘well what a drama’ he says and stroll out his men following suit, I went to Clara no impulse signifying she is dead
IVY
After father narrated the story ‘she sacrificed herself for me’ tears threatened to pour down my eye, I could see one of my dad men clean his eye ‘luca that man was your father, I tracked him for years and found out you were his son, seeing you at my office saying you want to merge companies I saw it as a method to destroy you but then it was your father crime not yours, then I let my plans go and Greg was never really your brother , he was adopted from information gathered he was ready to take you out when your father pass down everything to you’ luca staggered back letting me go, I ran to my father and hug him ‘luca your parents  just had you and your sister’ he looks up ‘I have a sister’ he says ‘Carrie come inside’ Carrie enter slowly to say I am shocked beyond doubt  they both had  canning resemblance ‘Carrie this is your brother, luca, your mother learnt of your father sins little by little she became scared and fled with Carrie leaving you , knowing how much you adored your father and loved him’ then married a pastor luca went on his two knees Carrie looks at me with a a sad smile, luca hand intertwined with hers ‘I never knew I had a sister, ive always been alone’ his eye were red, they both hug each other tightly, Carrie started crying, I felt my hand inter twine with someone else it is Alonso ‘I love you’ he mouthed

Carrie
As I hug luca tightly, he noticed he had the color our mom hair and the shape of her nose, when I learnt that my mom was married before and I had an elder brother and the man I though is my father is actually not my father trust me I couldn’t help but cry,  my biological father had missed me growing up and after the bad things I learnt he had done I prefer him being dead, we pull  apart and he cup my cheek and

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