Chapter 62

Phoebe With her hands intertwined in mine, we strode across the Pack, giggling sheepishly like two jolly friends. I couldn't help but notice the surprised glances a few people shot at me. It was unusual for me to be happy. Except I wanted to wreak a great deal of havoc. But today I was happy. Not just happy, I was in my free spirit, gisting, laughing, making silly jokes and acting as if nothing mattered. As if it was not enough, I was not on solo, which was more strange. It was an open secret that everyone knew how I loved loneliness and solitude. But seeing me with my half-sister in a happy mood spiked their curiosity. Strange right? Though they could sense the consequences of the aftermath of my mood, but they shrugged the feeling off immediately after it came. It was funny how they thought the advent of my half-sister made me happier and made me a better person. Fools! To get what I want, I was ready to do anything. Even if it meant being in a close relationship with that bitch, Esm