Wanting to let go of my sister so that I could look into her face, I was first overwhelmed by the purest sense of joy just at the sight of her face. I could tell that Diana also felt emotional, and it looked like she was on the verge of crying. We both smiled at each other before giggling as if we were young little girls planning something mischievous for the upcoming days of the holidays. Although I knew that we needed to talk about so many things, at that moment no words came to mind, and I was just happy to rejoice in our reunion."I'm very happy to see you again," Diana said before she smiled sweetly at me. We held each other's hands tightly as if we couldn't bear to be apart from each other again. I figured that if Desmond could issue a royal pardon for me, then it probably wouldn't stretch beyond his power to bring Diana back while safeguarding her from our parents or whatever interference that could adversely impact her life. However, I also knew that if Desmond made the decis

From what she was saying, I believed that I had kind of figured out how things worked out between her and her man; however, I needed to ask in order to be sure. After telling her everything, I felt like it was only fair that she shared with me what went on in her life from the moment that she ran away and quit being Diana."What about you? What happened to you?" I asked as I braced myself to face the truth. Diana took in a shuddering breath before letting it out slowly. Clearly, the question that I had just asked her was difficult for her to answer, and she needed time to process her words. Fortunately, it felt like we had all the time in the world to catch up with each other."We broke up," Diana announced, getting right to the point. I wished that I could say that I was surprised by this unfortunate development of events, but in reality, it would be more accurate for me to say that I saw this coming from miles away. Ever since the moment that I was told me that she had eloped with

**A few days later**"Why don't we go out for a walk in the garden?" Diana suggested. "The weather is nice today, and I think you could use some fresh air."It was very unfortunate that I was still stuck in the hospital. What was worse was that I had no idea about my potential date of discharge, and that was because I couldn't get in touch with the person who was supposed to be in charge of my fate regarding that matter. With Diana in the way, I had no way to reach Bradon, let alone see him. Whenever I tried to bring up anything related to Bradon, I would earn a disapproving glare from my sister before she would rapidly change the topic of conversation."Sure, that sounds like a good idea. I have no idea how much longer I'll be stuck here. I mean, there's nothing wrong with me, and I am completely healthy," I told my sister as we readied ourselves to go for a walk.The good thing about the hospital is that it has a very large garden and also a few rehabilitation centers where patients

"Regardless of whether or not we can find Anthony, I can't let you get any more involved with Bradon," Diana said decisively. I could tell where she was coming from, but she had just made one very great mistake. I wasn't about to let her decide what I was going to do with my future and my life. Even if she was my only sister, my life still belonged to me and me alone."I don't know about that. I still want to make my own decisions, Dina," I said before mustering a smile."Why are you so hesitant to give him up? Is sex with him really that good?" she asked teasingly, grinning at me. Her eyes sparkled as if daring me to answer her ridiculous question. "It's beyond amazing," I replied after deciding not to avoid the truth.…"If the man you ended up marrying isn't Anthony, then where is the real Anthony?" Diana asked a question that I had been wondering for the longest time but failed to find the answer to. "I don't know. I tried my best to find him, but no matter who I ask, they would

Perhaps it was because I knew that she was right that I couldn't quite find the words to respond to her taunting questions. Bradon wasn’t my husband and he probably didn't care about me enough for him to even consider me as his lover. "You know what? I bet if I dress like you and talk like you and then climb into his bed, he probably wouldn’t be able to tell the difference. He'll definitely think that I'm you," she said confidently.I watched as Diana let out a giggle at her own joke while I felt a burning sensation deep in my chest. It felt like I was about to be sick, and I couldn't understand the source of my discomfort. Even if I disliked Diana’s attitude and her idea, I was still surprised at the way that my body was reacting so strongly against the idea. I had no idea why I felt so hurt and disturbed as if I couldn't bear the thought of the two of them together. It just didn't make sense because I knew that logically that was where Diana belonged. All along, it was supposed to