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Chapter 10 “If you have ever lived in someone’s shadow then you know what it is like to feel second best. To feel as though you are the credits that nobody wants to read at the end of a fantastic movie. Though you may have played a major part in the production, you are but a passing thought to the viewers. I have played second fiddle to my sister long enough. I have been the afterthought to her triumphs for as long as I can stand. I am done, I have reached the end of my rope.” ~Lorelle Lorelle stared at the empty spot where the healer had been standing. She was frozen with shock. Her sister had been right there within her grasp and she had just stood there like a daft fledgling as her prize was stolen. That was two. Two healers ripped right from her grasp. Two healers that would have got