My Adoptive Sister Has a Quirk
Chapter 1
My adopted sister, Amy, had a strange
obsession. She was constantly trying to have
sex.
Then, she’d come to me for “repair work.”
The last time she came to me, she was
pregnant.
I gritted my teeth and did the procedure,
begging her to stop her reckless behavior.
She told me to mind my own business.
She married into a wealthy family. The first
night with her new husband, he discovered
she wasn’t a virgin.
He kicked her out immediately and had her
roughed up.
Then she came for me, dousing my face with
acid.
“You bitch! You knew I was pregnant, you did
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Amy sat up, grabbing my shirt.
“I’m your sister! You have to help me!”
In my past life, my softness had cost me
dearly. This time, her problems were none of
my concern.
“Please leave. You’re disrupting my work.”
I said firmly.
“THWACK!” Her purse slammed against my
head. She pouted. “If you don’t help me, I‘’||
tell Mom.”
“Fine. I’ll call her myself.”
I pulled out my phone.
She lunged to stop me, but I anticipated her
move.
I called my mother: “Amy’s here. Come get
her.”
Mom had strict rules: no premarital sex.
“Are you crazy?”
Amy’s face went white.
She tried to hit me again, but I called security,
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and they restrained her.
