ISOBEL
"Yes. She might be at the funeral too if it is her wish."
Rage burned hot in my chest. "Hazel did not have that. Mother's anger over my choice of a husband ensured that she refused me that right. Hazel is not in Northern Ridge Nocturne's official documents."
"I will make that change. Both girls will be added."
I laughed, and it came out sharp and ugly. "Because I complained, right?"
"I just wanted you to know." Father's voice went formal, and in doing that, it also became distant. "So, should you see her at the funeral, please act with decorum. It is a known fact that the kind of tense relationship you had with Muna and Fia, with the research I have done."
"Father—"
"Goodbye."
The line went dead.
I stared at my phone, at my reflection in the black screen, and tried to process what he'd just told me.
Muna was my half-sister.
