Carol’s POV
“You’re my sister…” I whispered, sitting back on the bed, not because I wanted to get comfortable, but because my body could no longer handle my weight any longer. I felt 10 times heavier, and I needed to sit to relieve some of that tension. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing; could this woman seriously be my sister? Why hadn’t anyone told me that I had a twin? An Evil twin at that??
“If that’s what you want to call me…” she muttered. “Don’t expect any sisterly bonding or anything,” she practically spat.
“I don’t understand,” I said, shaking my head. “Why hadn’t the King told me about you? He told me all about my past and my mother. But you were never brought up… I just know that Morgan promised to take care of me and purify me of the darkness, but it never happened. Sh
