Lilith turned to Sandra , "I thought we could talk, Aunt Sandra ," she shrugged, but Sandra had the same look on her, indifferent.
Lilith sighed, "Look, I know you are probably thinking about what you saw, but I assure you it's not what you think. It was just coincidence, that's all."
Sandra nodded, walking towards the couch, "Tell me this, Lilith, is that the reason you're always rude to Calista? Because you have the hots for your own brother?" Sandra 's toke wasn't one of accusation, it was genuine curiosity.
Lilith turned around to have a seat too, sighing, she knew Sandra wasn't someone you can lie too, she would detect the truth. Always. "Maybe." She admitted softly, making Sandra sigh and shift towards her.
"Oh Lilith." She laid a had on her shoulder. "You do know it's not right, to have such abominable thoughts about your own brother? I mean, I get your admiration for him, I get that you want him to be happy, but having sexual thoughts about him? Sweetie, that's wrong."
