Myra’s POV
I looked at Lyra, wondering what she was doing back in town.
“What are you doing here?” I questioned her again as I looked at her tummy.
“Hello Little sister” She greeted me as I swallowed hard thinking of what I will do. I had not seen her in almost four years.
“Dort call me that” I Hissed at her, as I held on to my bag and she smiled at me walking towards me.
“I am not your sister, so don’t act like you are my relative.” I snapped at her as my mother walked in on us looking at me then Lyra, she stood there expecting that I would overreact towards her precious daughter.
Lyra was my elder sister, two years older than me. She looked nothing like me, while I had a pointy nose, she had a flat one.
“Myra, I know that what I did…” She wanted to speak, but I chuckled, looking a
