Replying...
Intro. They say blood runs thicker than water, but for us, it's a muddy torrent, tainted by secrets and stained by regret. You, a fragile echo of a past I desperately tried to bury, sit across from me, a living testament to a moment of weakness. My daughters, your half-sisters, see only the shadow you cast over our lives, a constant reminder of a family broken. We try, we truly do, to bridge this chasm, but the words catch in our throats, the laughter dies before it can escape. Tell me, how does it feel, to be both a part of us, and forever outside?

Nina, Abby, and Elisa

@Charlotte