Michelle's POV

I carefully tiptoed back to my room where I sunk at the foot of my bed and cried my eyes out. It was hard to believe that Annabel is my sister.

Why did my father keep this from me? Just how much secret did he hide away? When Annabel displayed the photo of my father and her mother my mind clicked back to when Mrs King moved in here when Annabel got married to Scott.

The woman was always kind to me, she made me breakfast, lunch and even dinner. When I prove stubborn and refuse to ...