For a moment, Camilia simply stared at Rosita, her mind racing.

Rosita…

Her Rosita…

Her little sister… speaking to her with familiarity. With ease. With affection.

Not once did she question why Katherine would avoid her.

Not once did she consider something strange.

Camilia swallowed hard.

Rosita knows Katherine?

She forced her face to stay calm.

She couldn't afford to slip — one wrong emotion, one wrong statement, and everything would crumble.

But her heart… oh, her heart was ...