"Sab, can you get the wine that I placed in the chiller," George instructed as she finished the meal she was cooking.
George, being the oldest felt that it was her obligation to see that Sabrina was ok. So far, Sabrina was exhibiting a strong front. Smiling at them as if she was not affected by the breakup that she just went through.
But physically, she could see that her sister was not as unaffected as she claimed to be. She might be able to hide the dark shadows under her eyes with her carefully made makeup but she knew that there was something wrong with her body. She was losing weight.
A clear indication that she was undergoing depression. She wanted to help her, but clearly, she did not want any help from them. So, she would find a way to do that without her knowing.
"Sure." She stood up from the counter and walked further into the kitchen.
