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Oh my God! It can't be! It must be my imagination! But my hopes were dashed when my long lost sister Ana appeared beside that man's arm. "Hello, dear sissy." Ana smirked at me. I wanted to say something. I wanted to scream. My God, the nerve of this woman! Tamara stood beside me and felt my distress. She rubbed her hand onto my arm to show me comfort but I felt that I was beyond that. I have wondered what I will do when I see her. Now, I know. "You know each other." Mr. Torres looked at us in query. I forgot that he visited our home when I was young and he wouldn't have seen Ana during those visits because she was still a baby. "Uh yes. She is -" "I'm Ana Dela Roux, Catarina Dela Roux's younger sister." She boldly offered her hand to Mr. Torres. Mr. Torres looked at me
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