chapter 9

When the light faded, we found ourselves in a completely different location. We were in a large, dimly lit room with concrete walls and a single door. The armed men were nowhere to be seen, but the woman who claimed to be my sister stood before us, a determined look on her face.

"Welcome, Sorin," she said, her voice firm. "Welcome to your true home."

I stared at her, confusion and anger warring within me. "What do you mean? Where are we? And who are you?"

The woman smiled a hint of sadness in her eyes. "My name is Ava. And I'm your sister, Sorin. Your real sister."

I shook my head, trying to process this information. "No, that's not possible. I don't have a sister."

Ava's expression turned grim. "You do, Sorin. And I've been searching for you for a long time. You see, our family...we're not what we seem. We're not just wealthy and influential. We're...more."

I frowned, my mind racing with questions. What did she mean? What was our family's secret?

But before I could ask any questions,