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The Promise Dream

The Promise Dream

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Chapter 1Ā Whispers in the Dark

Word Count: 1226 Ā Ā Ā |Ā Ā Ā  Released on: 15/02/2025

late, I didn't have time to do anything fancy with it. My gaze dropped to the necklace my mom gave me when I was little. I absolutely

aw me as the spoiled mean girl who always gets what she wants. Sometimes the false perception

. It was Monday. I hated this day with a pas

eared in the doorway, leaning against it. "Have

d forget about them, sweetie," she said with a slight smile. She w

ies, she could easily pass for her early thirties. Almost everyone says I look like her, although I don't have her green eyes.

er, though I'd never admit it-not to he

ure enough, I found my bag under a heap of stuff I'd been looking for.

id to her when

ed she was dressed for work. She wore a mid-length beige dress and black heels

I'm late, Mom. Can't we talk later?"

ce next to her. She used her no-nonsense tone, and when she did,

tle sister," she said,

exasperated. She gave me a

Janie feels like you're neglecting her. S

love her," I said

e her big sister, Katelyn. She looks up to you. It wouldn't hurt to pay so

friends, Mom," I pointed out

with her. Go to the movies or the beach or something. It

r," I said. She kissed my

dy. My mom's gift is persuasion. No wond

ich was around the corner from mine. I knocked and heard her reply to come in. She seemed slightly

of sweet potatoes. She was sweet but a little obnoxious sometimes, which is why I

n in our family, but her blue eyes

e quickly nodded, obviously excited. I chuckled at her reaction.

e as it was on the inside. It could go from being my sanctuary to my personal hell with the crazy family I had. I loved

ghing with her head back, and my dad was smiling at her with h

e it on my age or whatever. But I live in a society that doesn't believe in true love or its existe

er all. I bent down and walked between them, purposely hinting for them to s

grabbed the fresh toast off the

appearance. My dad was a world-renowned corporate mogul, and that also came with some media attention. The name Jesse Gilber

e crispy slice as I made my w

a couple of minut

lamely; I didn't really c

ad probed, and

and I are going to have some sisterly bonding after

the garage. Our massive garage was an automobile exhibition. I got into my silve

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