Racheal stared up, surprised.

Why did everyone always try to pull her into these things? This was none of her business. It was entirely between her mother and them.

The call to keep or take anything was entirely up to her mother, not her.

“They are not my sisters.” She said finally.

“What?” Celia asked.

Racheal looked at the hypocrite that chose to sleep with a man she had been with.

She was surprised she did not consider them sisters? Same people that had made ...