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Four Years Later Amber’s POV: Eight years had now gone by since I’d heard from my slut of a half-sister and I was starting to get bored. See it’s no fun playing a game with people when they refuse to participate since then you’re just playing with yourself. Something that’s no fun, like ever. Though saying that trying to kill both my sly cunt of a half-sister as well as the w***e she seems incapable of parting with just under seven years ago makes me smile when I remember how much I enjoyed dangling their lives over their other halves. The people close to them besides their kids. However that joy sours when I remember how I could eventually no longer feel them - insinuating that someone or something healed them or made them suddenly impervious to my attacks. Spoilsports ruined my fun an