Athaliah Kensington's Pov.

Waking up in the morning, the first thing I notice is that there is something or rather someone on me whose weight is killing me now. I wake up slowly, the softness of the morning light spilling through the curtains.

My face is nestled against the pillow, and Kaelen's arm is draped lightly over me, a natural, comforting touch that reminds me of all the times we used to fall asleep together when we were younger. The room is quiet, just the gentle hum of the world outside, and for a few moments, I let myself stay there, eyes closed, savoring the feeling of being near him again.

But then I remember what I am doing. I can't seek comfort in people who are one of the reasons for my suffering.

I lightly untangled myself from Kaelen's grasp and got out of the bed. I went to the washroom to freshen up and clear my thoughts.

While showering, in my thoughts, I realized that I actually slept after having a nightmare. My heart isn't racing, my mind isn't spinning. I don't have the usual anxiety or restlessness that comes with my nightmares.

Instead, there's a strange calm, like my mind has finally found some peace. The tension I usually feel in the silence of the night is gone. Kaelen's presence, though uncomfortable at first, has somehow grounded me, made me feel safe in a way I didn't know I needed.

After putting on clothes, I came out of the washroom to see Kaelen had already left.

It can't go on like this. If I keep ignoring them or remain indifferent towards them, they might mistake it for my forgiveness.

I need to remind them that I am no longer their sweet little sister. I am a Diva from Hell.

Demanding. Unreasonable. Tyrannical.

Let the show begin.

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Royce Kensington's Pov.

There is still a week left for Athaliah to join us at school. It's weekend now, so me, my twin and Kaelen were deciding to do something rather than laying down and texting in the middle of the living room.

Our elder brothers were out today to take care of a shipment. And our sister, my cupcake, was in her room. She hasn't left her room since breakfast.

"You got any idea what we are doing?" Reuben asked.

"I got an idea." Kaelen said excitedly.

"What is it?" I asked.

"We have a sister."

"So," Reuben asked boringly.

"Let's irritate her. That's what brothers do."

"She is not my sister."

I don't know why Reuben still thinks like that. It has been nine years. Also, I don't believe my cupcake has done something to our mom.

In the past, I used to hate her thinking the same as Reuben. But when I saw her nine years later in our house, it was like I missed something so precious in my life.

"Deny all you want Reuben, but she is our sister." I said.

"No, she is not. First she took our mom away from us. Then dad. And now, she is trying to take brothers away from me."

"Don't be ridiculous Reuben. That is not the case."

"Yes, it is."

"Anyways, do you have something in your mind to do or are we just wasting our time here?"

"Let's go clubbing." I suggested.

"Yeah, it's been long since we went to one." Kaelen agreed.

"Okay let's hit the club at 9. After dinner." Reuben said.

"In your favourite car Reuben?" Kaelen asked.

I don't even know why he asked. His favourite McLaren 720S is off limits. He doesn't even let me drive it.

"In your dreams, Kaelen"

"What about Athaliah?" I asked.

Reuben frowned and asked, "What about her?"

"She will also get bored staying at home."

"So? Infact, I think she enjoys the luxuries we are providing her. She doesn't even consider coming out of her room."

"That's true," Kaelen said, "the part where she doesn't like coming out of her room."

I don't know what to do to make her come around. It feels like she don't have any feeling towards us. She doesn't respond to our banter or even sit with us.

I know leaving her at a boarding school hurt her a lot. But I want to compensate for the time she lived without us. At present, even I am not doing much for it.

That's because of the fact that I don't know how to talk to her. After listening to Kaelen's bragging about cuddling with our sister, I hate to admit, but I was jealous.

But one thing is for sure, I am not missing anything in my sister's life anymore.

It is now 10 pm. We three brothers entered a club which is quite famous around here. The club is alive with energy, pulsing with thumping beats that seem to vibrate through the floor, making the air thick with excitement. The lights flash in sync with the music, casting fleeting shadows across the crowd of people moving in unison, lost in the rhythm. The bar is packed, glasses clinking, the buzz of chatter and laughter cutting through the deep bass of the DJ's set.

The dance area was separated from the bar. I need to say, it is quite good.

We saw people dancing to loud music. We went to the bar to get us some drinks. I was about to have my first drink of the night when Reuben spoke sitting beside me,

"Is that Athaliah?"

I roamed my eyes to the dance floor only to get shocked to see my baby sister wearing a sleek and glamorous black bodycon dress and dancing like there is no tomorrow.







Athaliah Kensington' Pov.

I wore a sleek and glamorous black Jumpsuit. The dress features long, sheer mesh sleeves adorned with sparkling rhinestones, which catch the light and add an element of shimmer. The mock neck creates a sophisticated and stylish look, offering a modern twist on a classic silhouette. The dress fits snugly, accentuating my figure with its form-fitting design. The mesh fabric offers a hint of allure, while the rhinestone embellishments add a touch of elegance and sparkle, making it a perfect choice for a club that I am planning to go to. My overall look is bold, fashionable, and chic, offering a blend of sexy and classy.

After talking with mom and receiving a good scolding for burning my arm, from both mom and dad, I decided to hit a club.

Mom told me, rather threatened me that if I hurt myself one more time, she is going to come here, tear my ear off and then kill me herself.

I can endure the killing but not my tearing my ears. I love them.

So now, here I am. Getting ready for a club. Taking mom's advice not to hurt myself, I decided to hurt The Kensington brothers.

I decided to go to a club. I have concealed my scars on my stomach, back and legs with the help of makeup.

After getting ready, I called Hades to drop me at the club where I can loosen myself from the stress of the past week. It is getting hard to live with The Kensington brothers.

I know the three youngest brothers will be here soon. I want to enjoy their pissed faces when they see me here.

Getting myself a Virgin Bloody Mary, a non-alcoholic drink, I got on the dance floor and swayed my body to the music.

I saw the youngest Kensington brothers entering the club. I was about to relish the moment of them seeing me here when someone grabbed my wrist and turned me around.

Who the fuck has a death wish now.

I was about to hit the person on the face when I saw their eyes.

Grey. Whiskey. Clouded.

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