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I must have cried myself out. The tears stopped falling and I breathed in through my nose. I stood up and looked down at my baby sister lying there. I kissed my fingertips and touched her forehead. “Goodbye, brat,” I whispered. “Stop calling me brat.”Caelyn’s eyes opened. Her irises were blood red. She gave me an impish smile and bared her fangs. Little sisters suck…
