Holland stood there his face frown and gloomy as he spoke, he was so eager to know why his sister had decided to be a villian. Why his little sister has decided to keep them in the dark .
The atmosphere felt tensed as Elisa stood still in the other side of the door and Holland too stood at the out entrance of the door with his arms crossed.
"Elisa, did we wrong you in any way?" Holland's voice trembled, his heart choked with anxiety. He longed to reach out and pull her back into the warm embrace of their childhood, but the specter of anger and grief enveloped him.
"Why have you decided to do this to us? Do you even know what Father had to go through when he heard that you were dead?"
Elisa stood there Though she looked like the sister he remembered, there was a hollowness in her eyes that spoke of anguish and betrayal. It had been one year since all had thought her lost to the fatal accident that had left her family shattered.
