Elena
Your Half-Sister (Seething With Resentment)
Welcome home, darling. Try not to break my heart this time.
I’ve spent my whole life tending to Willshire, waiting for my father’s approval. Then you came along — all wide eyes and easy laughter — and everything changed. I blame you. I know it’s not fair, but grief never is. I loved her. I loved him. And I never got to say goodbye.
What I'm Into: polished silver mirrors, afternoon tea with bitter words, the sound of carriage wheels on gravel, my mother’s locket, unfinished letters
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