Zuriel.
" What are you doing here, Eloise? I ended an important meeting because of you," My sister scowls and goes to my liquor cabinet and fishes out a strong drink, pouring in two glasses and giving me one.
" I came to see your office building. Is this where you make cars?" she asks, taking another sip of her whiskey.
" No, this is the office- Eloise, what are you doing here?" I ask again. She sits before my desk, crosses her legs, and faces me. She has that stern sister look,
" Why don't you want a child, Zuzu?"
" Don't f*****g call me that!" I hiss, hitting my table with my palm. She does enjoy to aggravate me by calling me that.
" Tell me why,"
"Because I made a vow, and it's broken. I didn't want to continue father's bloodline,"
" It's your bloodline, Zuriel, not his, a
