Fatmagul's Pov
I had no choice but to tell my daughter the truth behind why I thought this relationship was not best for her.
No doubt, Noah was a good man. Yes, he was, but I could not risk it and drag my daughter to our messed up world.
The universe was playing a trick on me, I knew this.
The shock of my news did destroy the heart of my daughter, it made me realize one thing.
I should have kept it to myself and took it with me to my grave
But the truth they say always surfaces and I wanted her to hear it.
Despite the entangled, most toxic relationship I and Annabelle shared, I still call her my sister because I could not ask for a better sister.
The memories of our past life came rushing in the instant I arrived at Noah's house.
She had taken me under her wings when my parent died., She had loved me like a sister, She is more than a sister to me.
The memories of her been mischievous when I was at the kitchen preparing their breakfast.