Evelyn stood with Stella on the edge of the private runway, the morning sun brushing their faces in soft gold.
The sleek black car waiting nearby hummed quietly, its chauffeur already standing by the open door.
It was time for her younger sister to return to the Walters' estate.
However,
Neither of them spoke at first.
Evelyn's heart pinched at the silence.
After four years of living apart, fate had thrown them back together for only a few fleeting days. And now, they had to part again.
"Promise me something, Sis," Stella finally said, her voice low, eyes glistening. "Don't block my number. I know… I know Dad might still be furious with you, but I want us to keep talking. We can meet later. Even if it's in secret."
Evelyn smiled faintly and squeezed her sister's hand. "I won't. Did you remember our plan?"
Stella nodded quickly, "Hmm, I remember. I'm just afraid you might change your mind."
"Silly girl... I won't..." Evelyn embraces her.
