"I'm sorry," Emily sat on a seat, beside Zoeys'. Zoey looked tired, a forlorn look beaming all over her face, her hand placed on the armrest of the chair, her face resting on her fist. "It's not how it looks, Oliver wasn't completely saying the truth."
"Huh, he wasn't completely saying the truth? Meaning some of what he said is true?" While her head still rested on her hand, she moved her head a bit to look at Emily.
"Yeah... He wasn't telling a lie when he said we were sleeping together..." Emily paused a bit after saying that, declining her head a bit. "But that was all, we didn't have anything more than that--"
"Shut it! I don't want you within my reach. Get lost before I begin to hit you too," Zoey was aggravated listening to what her sister said.
Zoey didn't have an idea what type of life her younger sister was living, so, she thought Emily was just an ignorant girl.
