Rachel Evans stood frozen for a moment, caught off guard by Professor Lena's sudden appearance—and her completely baseless accusations.
She blinked, processing the words that had just been flung at her like knives.
Sure, she wasn't going to win any awards for "Best Older Sister of the Year."
She knew that.
She'd made mistakes—many of them. She had kept her distance, buried herself in work, and avoided facing the mess between them. After losing someone so important, everything had felt like it was slipping away, and the last thing she knew how to do was connect.
Especially with her little brother, who had turned from warm to cold, from soft-spoken to sharp-tongued. She hadn't known how to handle him. So she didn't.
But that didn't mean she didn't care.
