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Liora
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"Are you ready?" Milan asks, taking my hand after turning off the engine, and I nod, overcome with emotion at the sight of my home. It’s been sixteen years since I’ve been back here. After Milan and I got engaged, I came here to invite my sister to our wedding, but she refused to come. Things were so bad that I ended up leaving and spending the night at a Mortel.
I don’t regret coming here, but I’m scared. I’m not afraid of her being angry. I know she’s angry, but I’m afraid of her refusing to listen and throwing us out. Telling her the truth has been my hope for us to come together as a family again, and if it doesn’t make a difference, I don’t know what else I will do. It will be over. I will have lost my sister forever, and the thought of that hurts.
Mil
