Chapter Hundred-Thirteen – Unwanted
Wilhelm’s POV
“The one that killed my sister…”
My breathing quickened, and I gulped down nothing.
This couldn’t be happening. I began having flashbacks of the last time I saw my sister.
And something was wrong.
I couldn’t hear my sister’s voice, even if the memory was clearer. I couldn’t place why Aida’s red hair made my memory clearer.
I knew there was sobbing, but it was probably from me. Yet, I felt myself whispering something. My mouth was moving but I didn’t know what I was saying.
If my mouth moved, then I wasn’t the one sobbing. Who else? Could they have been someone else with my sister and I? But I was sure of it. No one else.
Could it then be my sister was the one crying?
Was she a child to cry?
We’ve been separated from our parents,
