Letter From The Reborn Clan

Tiffanie:

“I’m tired,” I told Victor, sitting on a branch. A sudden wave of fear washed over me that I just couldn’t bring myself to take a step forward. “I think we should go back before it’s too late.”

He frowned at me.

“This is the third time you’re doing this. If you’re not ready to follow me to find her, then tell me and I’ll go on my own. I’m tired of lying to my family each time. If I go back there and leave again, they’ll start to get suspicious.”

I looked away. He had a point. This was the third time we were embarking on this journey once again, and like I did the first few time, just before we could go far enough, I started to have a double mind about going any further.

I couldn’t control it. Something always seemed to hold me back each time we came this far. The first two times after I cut our journey short, I had gone home to meet my ailing mother and asked myself why I had given up and disappointed her by coming back without my sister and now I was doing it again.

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