Chapter 339
KESTER.
TEN YEARS AGO.
I never clicked with anyone the way I clicked with my little sister.
Kasmine had this energy that could light up an entire fucking room, and, somehow, every part of me too. She was laughter. She was warmth. She was this endless spark of joy that refused to burn out, matter what life threw at us.
Since that night four years ago, when I finally caved and let her be my friend, things had shifted for the better. She even made me see how good her mother was, and now, I was also cool with her, and I even called her Mum.
Jorja was a nice woman. She filled in the gap for my mum. And even though I still despised my mum for leaving me, a tiny part of me still hoped she’d walk through the door one day. That she’d hold my face, look me in the eye, and tell me she was sorry for ever leaving me.
I knew it was stupid.
But it was still hope.
But I guess that day would never come.
པ་ཅན་དེས་ག་ཅིད་ན་ ལ་གསན་ར|:ཀན་སྟོང་
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And that was fine. Kasmine and Jorja were doing a great job at keeping me happy the best way they could.
“I got you!” Kasmine’s high–pitched giggle filled the room as she delivered another soft jab to my side.
I let out an exaggerated yelp and clutched my ribs like she’d broken something vital. “Ouch! You beast!”
She squealed with laughter, bouncing on the bed like she had won an actual wrestling match.
“That’s seven wins for me!” she beamed, holding up seven little fingers. One would think she had just conquered the damn world.
She was so small and adorable. She was also very cute to think that her small, feeble self could beat me seven times in a row in a wrestling match. Have you seen me? I’ve been gyming since I was twelve!
But she was pretty. God, she was so fucking pretty.
“That’s right, Mine. You won,” I grinned, lunging forward to tickle her.
She shrieked in protest, squirming under my grip and giggling so hard I thought she’d choke on air. “I’ve told you! That’s not how you pronounce the Mine in my name!”
“And I’ve told you before…” I narrowed my eyes dramatically, pausing just long enough to make her squeal again, “I. Don’t. Care!”

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