Ecaterina

Ecaterina

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The plush carpet barely concealed the muffled steps of Achmed and I. From the fireplace a similarly marked dog was cozy on the lap of my older sister. One of its closed slitted eyes opened slowly. A high pitched guttural sound comes out of its mouth when it sees Achmed and I. My sister, a beautiful, fair twenty-five year old with chocolate colored locks and large pear earrings slightly turned her head.
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"he left me,... why?" she cried in her brother's arm, while he strokes her hair softly trying to calm her pure little heart. only he knows how his sister's heart working. "Why it has to be him. Why not me? I'm literally in front of you... I was watching over you ever since he left you, why you never once look at me, not even when you are drunk or doing something crazy. Just why? Tell me what inside of him that I don't have? I'll make sure I have that for you, just for you. Just please look at me, even if it for once. Please, I want you in my arms not in his, not in any man in the world." he looks back and let out a heavy sigh before decide to make her smile again. The need for him to see her smile once again build inside of him, even if it means letting her go.

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