She's always been someone who keeps everything tightly wrapped up. All these years, as her mother, I've never heard her tell a story to anyone before.
Unable to hold back my curiosity, I asked, "Clarissa, what stories has your sister been telling you?"
"I won't tell you."
Clarissa spoke mysteriously, "Anyway, it has nothing to do with you."
"Then who does it have to do with?"
Ella Lacey felt that her eldest daughter seemed slightly different this time after coming back—she couldn't quite put her finger on what had changed.
Besides the universally acknowledged fact that she was growing increasingly beautiful, her personality… seemed colder?
Of course, she was still close to her family.
But to outsiders, well…
Perhaps this was just her daughter's unique personality.
"Anyway, it's really none of your business. Hurry and take me to see my sister!"
