She Probably Won't Forgive Us

"I..." Helena was momentarily speechless. She subconsciously looked at Drake Shannon, her teeth biting her lip. After a long pause, she spoke slowly again, "Sister, I know that the past has created a rift between us, but Dad inviting you back this time means he still cares about you. Isn't that enough?"

"Is there anything else?" Cynthia asked casually.

Helena, struggling to keep up with Cynthia's rapid train of thought, blurted out subconsciously, "Nothing."

Before Helena could say more, Cynthia hung up the phone.

Hearing the 'beep beep beep' from the phone, a layer of ice formed deep in Helena's eyes, and she gripped the phone tightly.