Words are the tools of many great writers, but I chose a different symbol: an arrow. An arrow that reaches the heart, touches the mind, and leaves a lasting impact. Every story, every thought, and every message is aimed with purpose.
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My sister who I have been separated since she was six, came back to me, not as the sister I protect, not my little sister. A slave.
Days later destiny bring us together, we were happy that same day I felt something really strange, something deep, strong, irresistible towards my sister.
She's my sister, the one I adore. My little kitten, turns out to be my mate.
"Can’t I protect my little sister?” he questioned with a cold smirk, his words carrying a hidden cruelty that made Ariel freeze. Fear consumed her, leaving her unable to form even a single response. His intense gaze remained locked on her, studying her silence, even though she refused to meet his eyes. Her face stayed lowered, fixed on the floor as if looking at him would only make things worse.Slowly, he removed his arm from the wall beside her and stepped away. Without another word, without a single glance back, he walked away and left her standing in the silence he had created.☀️Ariel had spent years trapped under the weight of her mother’s hatred. She had been blamed for things beyond her control, especially by the woman who was supposed to protect her. To her mother, Ariel was the reason her husband was gone, the reason he would never return. The guilt was forced onto her until it became a wound she carried everywhere.Years later, her mother casually announced that she had found someone new, a boyfriend, without once stopping to think about Ariel’s feelings or the pain she was already hiding.Ariel was a girl haunted by memories she wished she could forget. Her past followed her like a shadow, leaving scars that refused to disappear.Her stepbrother hated her. He hid it whenever their parents were around, wearing a mask of indifference, but with Ariel, he never bothered pretending. From the very first day they met, he saw the fragile side of her — the side she tried so hard to hide. Instead of softening his heart, her vulnerability only deepened the hatred he held for her.