The half-siblings

After having lunch with Daniel, Sasha returned to her penthouse in the afternoon.

Even though she refused to elaborate much about herself to Daniel, however, after talking to him, somehow she felt relieved.

It felt like the rock that has been kept on her chest has lifted and finally, she can breathe properly.

Sometimes, the burden of pent up emotions weighs more than anything and eventually messes the mental health of a person that may ruin their relationships.

Though Sasha tried to put on a facade that she is an impassive person, deep down in her heart she was sensitive towards every single thing that happens in her life.

Since her mood has been improved and half of her works have been kept on pending, she decided to complete proof editing the rough drafts which have been entrusted to her.

Sasha changed into a pair of comfortable house wear and entered her study, after taking a bundle of printed copies of an unedited literary work.

She loved her work more than anything else. For others, the job of a copy editor might seem a minor duty. However, for Sasha, it held more value.

The authors always come up with an unedited version of the story..in its pure form, just like the way they imagined in their mind.

However, most of the time, in order to please the general audience, authors had to edit and look for errors as well changes, before publishing - a process that messes up the original raw form of the literary work by adding components that appeal to the taste of the majority.

Sasha loved to read the unedited versions of literature because of the rawness and originality. It may have mistakes and faults, but that does contain a charm of its own.

As a copy editor, Sasha plays an important role in connecting the readers to the literary work by facilitating a smooth and clear reading experience. If possible she would do it for the rest of her life.

It was one of the things which made her worries vanish into thin air.

The books have shown her a life which she can never experience in reality. It was like an alternate world for her.

A place to live without any worries.

Once the sun set beyond the horizons of the Soul city and the bright orange skies turned into the starry night, Sasha finished with her work.

After stretching her body to loosen the stiffness in the limbs and neck, Sasha stood up from her seat. After neatly organizing her work table, she walked out of the study room.

With a song on her lips, Sasha picked out her nightwear and went to shower.

Of course, soaking in warm water after finishing your work almost feels like reaching a tranquil state of mind.

She was having a terrible week and was not in the right mood to take care of her beauty.

So she decided to follow a thorough beauty routine that included shampooing her hair and cleansing her body.

Getting out of the bathtub, Sasha changed into a pair of hooded nightwear and stepped out of the bathroom while drying hair.

Since it was already time for her dinner, she went inside the kitchen to prepare her meal.

Normally, she always eats a light meal as her dinner.

However, for some reason, she craved a nice heavy meal.

"Should I make some steak or braised chicken?" Sasha wondered as she checked the ingredients inside her fridge.

Once she decided to make braised chicken, she rolled the sleeves of her hoodie and picked up the ingredients for the dish.

Apart from reading, cooking was a hobby that Sasha enjoyed the most.

Cooking whatever she likes and eating how much she wants- it was a privilege which she self-earned due to her affinity towards living alone.

When her maid was alive, Sasha always enjoyed cooking for the old woman despite their status differences.

For almost four years, Sicily Baker, her maid, practically lived as a shadow of the young miss who is famous for her cold behaviour.

Cold, aloof and overbearing, that was the first impression which Mrs Baker had about the young girl whom she was supposed to serve.

However, as time passed by, Sicily Baker was the first person who saw the warmth behind the frozen demeanour of Sasha.

Within one hour, Sasha came up with a heavy dinner meal to pipe down her cravings.

After all, chicken is a wholesome meal for people who live alone.

For some reason, her mind was in a celebratory mood. After enjoying her meal, Sasha decided to have a drink or two.

However, since she is not tolerant of heavy alcoholic drinks, Sasha chose to have some red wine.

She moved to the storage room and took out a wine bottle. Thanks to her life in SunnyDale which is filled with wine yards, Sasha had an affinity towards red wine more than any beverages.

Pouring out the crimson red liquid into the glass, Sasha settled on the couch and took her cell phone to surf down various things on the internet.

"Hmmm...nothing can beat the wine from Sunnydale," She took a sip and licked her lips.

It was the last batch of wine that she brought from SunnyDale once she moved to soul city. What will she do if it gets over? Of course she can go back and take a barrel full of wine. But the real confusion arises when it comes to deciding to go back.

Sunny Dale has always been her favourite place, however, after her maid's death, staying there has become a painful as well experience for her.

The huge mansion in the middle of vineyards made her more lonely than ever. Every day in SunnyDale was like living with a stinging pain in the heart.

She never craved anyone's love for attention, however, her maid was an exception. Maybe, it is because she was the only person who spent time with Sasha after her accident. She has developed a dependent relationship with her maid even though she loved to be independent.

Sasha let out a sigh and gulped down the red liquid in one shot.

While browsing through the internet, her eyes fell on the celebrity page of Leonard Callahan.

Sasha opened the page and checked out the posts of than who was known as the heart throb of today's generation.

Well, she must acknowledge that he is indeed one of the good looking men she has ever seen. No wonder he became a sensation over night.

However, what made her more curious was that Leonard did not have any resemblance to his mother, Selene.

"Half brother, I really thought you would reject to work with us," Sasha blurted out, "Half brother? Whose half brother?"

She sneers at her own comment and went on scrolling down his pictures.

"Wait a minute, didn't he tell he is elder than me?" A sudden thought flashed in Sasha's mind.

She tried to recall the conversation she had with Leonard in the morning.

"Yes, he did say that he is turning twenty nine. If he is elder than me...then there is no chance that he is the son of Selene Coleman,"

Sasha immediately searched for Leonard Callahan's family details on the internet.

To her surprise, her doubt turned out to be true.

Leonard was Mathew Callahan's son who was born to his late first wife. After his wife's death, Mathew Callahan remarried, the supermodel Selene Coleman and they have a twelve-year-old girl, Lyra, an acting prodigy.

As she expected, the girl resembled her mother.

"It seems like I have four half-siblings,"