Emerging from the shower, she stared at her reflection in the mirror, a stranger gazing back at her. "Ayzal?" she whispered, her voice trembling, a mere echo in the stillness. "My childhood memories paint a different picture. No older brother, no loving family. Who is he then?"
Her reflection remained impassive, a silent witness to her growing despair. Tears welled up in her eyes, cascading down her cheeks, a silent, relentless torrent. "Better to remain a ghost," she whispered, her voice hollow, devoid of hope. Desperate to quell the rising tide of despair, she roughly wiped away the tears. "Nothing happened," she muttered, her voice trembling, a brittle laugh escaping her lips, a jarring sound in the suffocating silence. "What does any of this have to do with me? Let me drift, unseen, unnoticed. Let the current carry me away."
Suddenly, her brother's voice cut through the haze. "Ayzal! Come, let's eat. Dinner is ready."
"Yes...coming," she replied, her voice a confused whisper, a single word lost in the echoing silence of her own doubts."
Will she ever forgive them for abandoning her?
Will they ever be able to unveil her secrets?
Where was she for all those years?
This is story of a girl who was abandoned by her brothers when she was seven. Now, after 9 years, her brothers brought her back home. How will she deal with them, simultaneously dealing with the terrors that haunt her every night?
Sneak Peak-
Once we were out, I stopped and turned to face my blood relatives and said, "Okay, now that I am out you don't need to act anymore. Now, you guys can go back to your house and pretend that this never happened. I will go to my house and will make sure that we will not cross each other's path, even by accident."
I was about to turn back when Ezekiel held my elbow, stopping me on my track. I immediately snatched my hand back glaring at him and said,
"Do not ever touch me again." His eyes showed an emotion of hurt that I am sure I read incorrectly because one thing that Kensington brothers are incapable of was getting hurt by any outsider. And that was what I was. An outsider.
Sensing the tension in the atmosphere Aldric took it upon himself to say whatever his brother was about to.
"You are going with us." He spoke.
One thing about Aldric Kensington was that once he has made his mind, there is nothing in this world that can change his decision. This is the very quality of his that made my life a living nightmare, and this is exactly why I hate him more than any of my brothers.
"Let's go Athaliah," Ezekiel said this time.
That name. No one has called me by that name in six years. "My name is Zahra," I corrected and continued, "And I am not going with you."
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