The glances of the four people in the sitting room shifted to the direction of the passageway when Freya stepped into the room. The surprised look on her face told the story that she hadn't been expecting visitors this morning.
Eva was the first person to speak.
"Hey...who are you? Why do you like Emma? Are you twins?" The little girl asked, her voice tainted with confusion and underlying excitement. She hadn't seen Freya at the party. She hadn't actually been at the party. Melvina had tucked her into bed early so that she wouldn't be in danger in case the supposed war broke out.
Freya smiled at the beautiful girl, already knowing that the latter was Derek's little sister. They had an uncanny resemblance. Seeing her here, she was sure that the girl had a good relationship with Emma, which Derek's betrayal hadn't even broken.
