All Chapters of My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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Chapter 51 Staying Over

I kicked off my shoes with a sigh, feeling the relief as I massaged my sore toes. "Can you believe it?" I gushed to a half-asleep Maryam. After Liv called them, they were so happy to hear from me, but it was weird—they didn’t seem surprised, like they already knew where I was.We exchanged contact info, and I promised to call them often. ‘You can’t forget your Ma and Pa, okay?’ Andrew had said, his voice warm.That reunion had brought some much-needed joy after the disaster with Hawthorne. That arrogant bastard! I wanted to rip his perfect hair out of his perfect head for the way he treated me earlier.I collapsed onto the bed without even bothering to clean up or change, too tired to care. Disgusting, I know, but it was one of those nights.********Morning came too soon, but I didn’t drag myself out of bed until 10 a.m., lazily preparing for work. I hoped by the end of the day, I'd officially have the job. True to his word, Hawthorne had paid me for every hour, though with a smug
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Chapter 52 Dreams And Demons

Sebastian’s POVAfter the successful meeting at Greys Tower with Mr. Anthony, I lingered for a bit, hoping the rain would ease. It was close to 10 p.m., and I fought the urge to call home. Every second, I glanced at my phone, waiting, hoping for some notification—anything. But there was nothing.Ella’s probably asleep by now. She’s with Mrs. Tee; she’s safe, I kept reminding myself, though the pit in my stomach refused to ease. Every time I check in, Mrs. Tee scolds me. “I’ve been watching over Ella for years, Sebastian. Trust me, if anything were wrong, I’d be the first to call you.” She’s right, of course. Still, paranoia has always been my downfall.The rain lessened, falling in gentle sheets now, and I figured it was safe enough to drive. I hurried to my car, turning the ignition and watching as the windshield wipers moved rhythmically, clearing the view of the dark, rain-soaked streets.When I finally arrived home, something felt… off. I inserted the key, pushed open the door, an
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Chapter 53 Pieces Of Me

Daphne’s POVSheer darkness… That’s all I see. Beyond the thick veil of blackness, just nothingness—just a suffocating emptiness. Then suddenly, I see me,—a frightened five-year-old girl staring up at the smiling faces of Mommy and Daddy. But their smiles morph into something darker, something sinister. "Come with us," they chant, voices haunting, their faces distorting. Strange hands reach out, pulling me, dragging me into shadows. Each day, it’s a different face, a new hand. I’m helpless, thrown into a cold, unforgiving cell, branded like an animal, showcased like a prize for lustful eyes to devour. I want to scream—to break free—but my body is no longer mine. Pain ripples through me as old wounds tear open, the stitches of unraveling, bleeding. Just when I feel like I’ll break, a voice calls out, soft but firm, beckoning me from the madness. "Daphne, Daphne," it says, drawing me in like a lullaby, soothing yet powerful. My enchanter.Thud. Thud. Thud. We’re running, running so fa
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Chapter 54 Confrontation And Answers

Like a thief at dawn, I raced back home. I ran from confrontation, from explanations, but isn’t that what I’m best at? Running away? What was I supposed to say? That my life is a whirlwind of chaos, spinning out of control? So, I did what I’ve always done—avoid it. It was Saturday already, and I knew Maryam would be home by now. I didn’t have a clue what to do next, but at least I had her. Maryam, the only person who’s ever seen the raw, unrefined version of me. She knows it all—my days as a trafficked victim, the family trauma that haunts me, Nate’s love, his protection... and his betrayal.As I opened the front door, it was no surprise to find her already up, going about her day. She had a mop in her right hand, looking up with a grin as I stepped inside. "Well, well, look who's glowing!" she teased.I managed a weak smile. "Really?""Oh yes," she said, exaggerating her voice for effect. "It's only been a few days into this trial with Hawthorne, and look at you! Imagine what’ll ha
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Chapter 55 Is That A Yes?

Monday came faster than I thought it would. Before Maryam left for work, she motivated me. "You can do it. Don’t doubt yourself. I believe in you, and if anybody doesn’t see what I see in you, screw them."Today, my fate hinges on the simplest answer: yes or no. Time moved painfully slow, the hands of the clock drawing lazily as I waited. I couldn’t go back to sleep after Maryam woke up and prayed at dawn, as Muslims do five times a day. Instead, I tried to distract myself, and at first, I succeeded. But when she left for work, I was alone again, caught in the web of 'what ifs.'I gave myself one last look, brushing my hair to look more presentable, then walked down the road and hailed a cab. Wow, Daphne, look at you. The same girl who wandered around and couldn’t afford the bare minimum is now hailing a cab. Funny how life works. I’m trying my best not to exert too much energy, saving it for my little Alex.Upon reaching the house, I punched in the security code, unlocking the door.
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Chapter 56 Unconscious

So far, life has been better than I could have ever imagined. I have gotten the job and it has been nothing short of peaceful. This is my second month working for Sebastian, and as I transition into my next trimester, everything seems to be falling into place. Well, apart from pregnancy pangs, the constant need to throw up and soreness. I’ve found people who love me—people who truly care. Ella is more than just my boss’s daughter now, she’s become the younger sibling I never had. It's funny how close we've grown. As if we were mates. There was that one night when she fell ill with a high fever. I spent the entire night in tears, panicking. Hawthorne had to comfort me, which was ironic since it should've been the other way around. But at that moment, I realized just how much I loved her. Way more than I ever thought my heart was capable of. I’ve moved in completely now, though I still go home on weekends to see Maryam. It has become like a ritual, with us binge-watching and catching
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Chapter 57 Yours, Mine

THIRD PERSON POV Sebastian Hawthorne had been restless all day, an odd sense of anxiety eating away at him for no apparent reason. He had left the house early, glancing at Daphne's peaceful sleeping form before deciding not to wake her. Instead, he scribbled a quick note and left it on the kitchen island, thinking nothing of it at the time. Because he noticed, her constant naps these days were very alarming. Was she sick? His mind was on the trip that was set to Japan to meet a client in a week, finalizing work in California before he could leave. The meeting with Arthur, a business partner for the collaboration with Cafe Luxe, on the upcoming trade fair, had gone smoothly. Unknowing to him, the calls from Daphne, because he had put his phone on work mode before the meeting commenced. "Thank you, Mr. Hawthorne, I look forward to working with you.""Likewise," Sebastian responded, shaking Arthur's hand, his mind already shifting to the rest of his day.As Arthur left, Sebastian fin
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Chapter 58 Antenatal

Daphne’s POVUrghh! Why does my body feel like I’ve been hit by a train? I tried to move, but my limbs were heavy, like someone had filled them with lead. A wave of sterile hospital smell flooded my nostrils, making my stomach churn. Great! I thought bitterly. I blinked against the blinding white lights overhead, trying to adjust. Slowly, my vision cleared, and I saw Seb slouched in an uncomfortable chair beside me. His large frame looked comically cramped, like he could barely fit. If I weren’t in this mess, I’d have laughed at how grumpy he looked.But then it all rushed back, hitting me like a punch to the gut. The anonymous call... My baby.. My baby!Panic shot through me as I tried to sit up, the sudden movement making Seb jerk awake. His eyes locked onto mine, sharp with worry, and a hint of something else—disappointment, maybe? "No, no, lie back down," he barked like I was a child.“But… but… my baby!” I stammered, my voice shaky as my gaze darted around the room, searching
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Chapter 59 I Was Married

We walked back home, and everything was as if I had never left. Seb was still distant, and it killed me. I knew I said I didn’t want to be confronted, that I wanted to run away from my responsibilities like I always did, but today… today, I needed him to say something, anything. His silence, though—his silence was slowly tearing me apart.“Go freshen up. You need to take your medication. If you need anything, call for me,” he said, pulling Ella along with him, giving me the space I didn’t ask for.I nodded, shame gnawing at me as they left. Standing alone in front of the mirror, I hesitated, raising my shirt over the small bump. It barely looked like anything, more like a little belly fat. But it was there, undeniably present. This was the first time I had looked at it without layers of clothing between us.My eyes fell to the branded scar on my stomach. The sight of it sent bitter, hot tears streaming down my face. I could feel that day as if it were happening all over again.FLASHBA
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Chapter 60 Questions With No Answers

Sebastian’s POV“What? Since when?” My voice came out harsher than I intended. I knew Daphne was a lot of things, but never in a million years did I think she had been married. Yet, there was something in her eyes—the hurt, the kind that ran deep. “His name is Nathaniel,” she continued, her voice trembling, and I could see unshed tears glistening in her eyes, as though she were battling bitter memories.Nathaniel? The name triggered something in my mind. The day I found her unconscious, I had retrieved her phone, and the last name on her call log was ‘Nate.’ He had called repeatedly. I answered once, but he had hung up the moment I spoke. Was it the same person? “Is he still in your life?” I asked, my heart hammering against my rib cage for reasons I didn’t fully understand. The thought of another man being tied to her made something stir inside me—something raw and unfamiliar.She shook her head, her expression darkening. “No, he… he killed me.”Her words hit like a punch to the gu
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