Chapter 49

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2 days later

Together with the wind's slow pacing, a few white lily petals fell on the tombstones.

Ansela kneeled before them. "Dylan, Chris, I was always the stubborn little sister for you two. Now you are here because of me, it was entirely my fault. Your stubborn little sister is sorry... Nah, I don't deserve to be your little sister... I..."

The wind carried the fragrance of lilies as Ansela placed the bouquet of lilies before their tombstone. She closed her eyes, and a tear escaped from her eyelid and fell on the lilies, shining under the golden evening sunlight.

Arimia placed a hand over Ansela's shoulder and squeezed softly. "I'll go away if you want-"

"Why should you go away? Stay here, you are not a stranger." Ansela touched Arimia's hand on her shoulder, turning her head. Her eyes shone with tears.

Arimia kneeled by her side, sending a hand around her shoulders. "You can rest head on my shoulder."

"I know, Arimia." Ansela rested her head on her shoulder. Arimia felt her shoulder soaks with the warm, colourless liquid. Arimia slowly tapped her arm, letting her cry.

"Cry and release your pain. No one is here to disturb-" Cutting her off, a 'pop' sound came up behind them.

A man in a white suit was standing behind them, holding a transportation key. His wand was on his other hand.


"Miss Winston, Miss Maxwell, the Clan leaders want to see you."

"What?" The two young women stood, sharing a look.

"Clan leaders want to meet you, you both." The man said, pulling the hand with the transportation key. "Come with me."

What do they want again? To ruin my life for the second time? Ansela clenched fists.

"Why?" She woke her voice.

"I don't know, Miss Maxwell. I'm sorry."

"Tell us the location, we will come," Arimia spoke firmly.

"I'm sorry, Miss Winston, I was ordered to take you there."

"No, we will come quickly. Just tell us the location."

"Miss Winston, it was an order. Please, come with me." He pulled his hand with the transportation key forward.

The two young women touched it, and within a blink, they disappeared from the graveyard.

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"Where are we?" Ansela asked as stepping forward along the well-lit passage. The leaf green painted walls relieved her eyes.

"Vedanu Clan's meeting room. The clan leaders are here, waiting for you two." The man spoke.

Heck, I didn't ask him. Ansela frowned.

"Mister, can you give us a few minutes and stay away? We will be there soon." Arimia narrowed her eyes, her nails pierced into palms.

"Sure, Miss Winston, I'll be right in front of the meeting room and wait for you." The man sent his hand close to the wall with the door, and the door before them opened automatically, revealing another corridor. He stepped into it.

As the door closes, Arimia turned to Ansela. "Ansela."

"Yes?"

"Don't panic. Whatever they ask, think before answering."

"Why do they want to meet us? Do they want to send me elsewhere again?"

"I don't think so. But if they want to meet us, then it is a serious, very serious matter. So, think so well before answering whatever question they ask, understand?"

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