A Ghost's Vengeance For Lost Love

a Hawki

st be erased. I couldn' t leave. I was bound to the living room, a space that had never

ing court. She sat on my white sofa, a throne of her own making, unwrap

rossed in financial news, was leaning forward, a rare, genui

ek," my mother added, her eyes gleaming with pride. "And we

ing her cheeks. "Oh, you guys don' t

ical. "You know, once Anabella finally moves out to be with Daxton, we should turn this place into a

e of sisterly concern. "Oh, Mom, we c

ther scoffed. "She chose her path. It' s he

hild, appeared with a glass of champagne for Kamryn. "

, a current of affection I had never been a part of. It was a physical ache, this phantom pain in my spectral he

n just bubbles. "I just wish Bella were here to celebrate with us," she said, her voi

om's energy. The warmth receded, replaced

ood evaporating. "She' s just being selfish, as usual. Can' t

utgrown these childish tantrums." She looked at Kamryn, her expression softening. "It takes a once-in-a-lifet

rch was a hobby, a participatio

night, Kam," she continued, her v

ension in her voice was so subtle, so expertly woven, that only I could hear it. I saw the flicker of s

nce. I remembered her in high school, struggling with grades while my own achievements went unnoticed. Our parents had poured reso

nizing my work, called our parents, Kamryn had burst into tears, claiming I had forced her to do it out of jeal

showered on her. Just a fraction. I had hoped to find it with Da

started prioritizing her social events over our quiet nights in, dismissing my feelings as insecuri

sting of tears in my eyes. There was only a profound, bottomless emptiness.

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