My heart sank. Every word on the screen felt like a knife twisting in my chest.

So this was how she saw me as a sister.

And my ex-husband's quick agreement to divorce - she was behind that too.

I was furious at Ben for cheating with my sister, angry at Tom for going along with her scheme instead of stopping her, furious at Claire for plotting against me, but mostly angry at myself for never seeing my sister's true nature - letting such a calculating person stay so close to me all these years.

I needed to talk to her face-to-face about all this - about her resentment toward me and what she really thought.

I untied Tom, feeling completely numb inside, and said quietly...

"Tell her to come to my place tomorrow afternoon. We need to talk face to face."

Tom quickly freed himself and ran out the door like his life depended on it.

That night, I was overwhelmed with information - so much that I could barely handle it. I lay awake until dawn.

My phone showed several missed calls, but my sister hadn't replied once.

What could have caused such hatred between sisters? Maybe it was all just a misunderstanding. I had to talk to her.

With these thoughts swirling in my mind, I drifted into an uneasy sleep.

When I woke up, the doorbell was ringing.

I forced myself up, pulled myself together, and opened the door.

There stood Claire, with Tom behind her.

Now that the masks were off, she didn't even bother with pretenses anymore. Those once-lively eyes were now full of contempt.

"Since you already know everything, why did you call me here?"

Seeing her true colors after years of her act, I was caught off guard. My fists clenched involuntarily.

Looking straight at her, still in disbelief, I asked again.

"Did you tell Tom to do that last night?"

Clair admitted it coldly, not even bothering to look at me.

"Yes."