The Prodigy Boy Is Actually A 25 Old Girl!?

There was no innocence in her eyes, but there was no wickedness either. Kaylee's eyes were pure as crystal and shining like a morning star. In addition, Declan felt that there was someone Kaylee wanted to protect.

"I had to if I wanted to relieve your trauma." Declan gave a feather-like kiss on her jaw and traced it down to her neck as if he welcomed her seductive gesture.

"Trauma? What trauma? I had no one. Ungh…" Kaylee moaned when she felt Declan suck her nape and bit it playfully.

"I thought it was your other alter who protected you, but it seemed it was you who protected her all this time."

Kaylee stiffened when she heard the comment, and she cursed herself in her heart when she felt a smirk above her delicate skin. Kaylee pulled herself off Declan's lap and paced restlessly.

Declan felt lost when he didn't feel the soft weight on his thighs, but he let Kaylee out of his reach. He knew he had a lot to talk about with the girl, but he still didn't know where to start.

"How do you know?" at last, Kaylee stood right in front of Declan. This time she looked at him with a clear gaze without any innocence or shrewdness glance.

It was as if Kaylee was a pure soul with nothing that could bound her. It was as if she herself who control her own desire and willpower.

"I've talked to your mother. I knew about your sister too."

The moment she heard him, a strange light flickered in her eyes, but it soon disappeared the second it appeared.

Deep down inside her consciousness, the same gloomy girl lifted her head with a frowning head. Why did she hear about her mother mentioning her sister?

"Which sister again? I don't have any sisters. I'm the only child." lied Kaylee without batting her eyes.

Declan noticed his wife no longer look at him the same she used to. She built an invisible wall surrounding her as if he was her eternal enemy.

"Sweetheart," Declan rose to his feet to reach out to the girl, but Kaylee stepped backward to avoid him. "Please, love. I'm not your enemy. I'm here to talk, not to corner you."

"You will hate me."

"I won't."

"Yes, you will. Everybody did… once they know the truth."

"But I didn't. I still love you unconditionally even though I know you're not the girl I thought you were. And I will love you till death part us." Declan stepped forward again and reach her hand in a firm yet gentle grip once Kaylee no longer avoided him. "My heart aches when you move away from me. I was afraid that you would start hating me once you found out I was secretly investigating your past."

"After finding out what my past was like, what are you going to do? For the past eight years, I've been sorting out bad memories as well as mine so that when I wake up the next morning, I won't think about it again. It was my way to protect her, and it was my reason why I survived until now. What will you do about me, Declan?"

"I will do this." Declan wrapped his arm around Kaylee's petite figure in a tight warm embrace. He rained her almost dried hair with light kisses while whispering, 'I love you' as if he was desperate to prove his feeling toward her.

"No matter what your past is, I will still love you and only you."

Declan couldn't see Kaylee's expression right now because he buried her head in his arms and didn't want to let go. He didn't know Kaylee's eyes were teary, and a relieved smile graced her face when she heard his soothing love whispers.

"I want to get rid of your trauma and nightmare that haunts you every night. I want your heart filled with nothing but peace and happiness without limits. That's why I investigated your past and met your mother."

"But you don't have to appear here all of a sudden."

"It was not in my plan either, but you deliberately didn't contact me during the time limit I set. You know how much I tried not to see you right away even though I made the deal myself."

"So you purposely didn't pick up my phone to make me miss you more." pouted Kaylee, lifting her head only to see his annoying devilish smirk.

"In the end, you did miss me, didn't you?"

Really, this shameless guy… she couldn't handle him.

"Can I talk to her?"

Kaylee tilted her head in confusion before she realized who Declan was referring to. She shook her head resignedly as she answered the man's question. "She doesn't want to come back. Even I can't kick her out of her hiding place."

"Why is she torturing herself so much?"

"You don't understand. My sister… her sister's death… she believed she caused her death. She wished her sister would be gone for good, and it happened. Her death took a great toll on her to the point she tortured herself by locking herself up and refusing to eat for days. She was like a living zombie with no life purpose."

"Then what happened?"

"Seven years ago, she decided to end her life."

"What?"

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(Kaylee's other alter pov)

"Do you hear that? She killed her sister."

No. I didn't kill her.

"She sent her sister home purposely, knowing there would be an accident."

No. I didn't know there would be malfunctioning on the plane. It's not my fault.

Why is everyone blaming me?

"It's your fault! My dearest daughter died because of you!"

I can survive if it was others who put the blame on me. But my own mother…

"Give my baby girl back to me, you evil girl! I regret that I brought you into this world!"

It was as if the world stop rotating around me. Did my mother indirectly expect me to be on the plane?

Right. I should have been on that plane. The name registered as a passenger is my name and not my sister's. But I sent her away using my identity without knowing the plane crashed, and… exploded with no survivors.

So… this is all my fault?