My sister stole my husband from me. When she asked me for it five years later, I turned pale

A sense of foreboding

Against my better judgment, I met up with Jenna. Despite our history and Jenna’s betrayal, she was still my sister. We made an appointment for the following day at a small café we used to frequent. Hanging up the phone, I had a sense of foreboding. I was stunned for the rest of the day and kept having the feeling that my life was about to change again.

Feeling of foreboding

Jenna’s amazing apparition

I got to the café early the following day and was excited. I sipped my coffee with trembling hands. I looked at the door, hoping Jenna wouldn’t show up to return to my carefully groomed, quiet life. When she finally walked in, I barely recognized her. She looked pale and fragile, a shadow of the sister I used to know….

Jenna’s astonishing appearance