"You have to let her have her way," they said to Grace Yarn again, for the umpteenth time, "Your sister is not in good health, and as the elder sister, you should let her have her way."
That was the first time Grace Yarn had wept in front of her parents.
Perhaps it was the time she had spent with Oliver Quach that she finally found her true self again.
She did not want to compromise; he was her lover, the man she deeply loved.
Yet Lynn Yarn said, "Sister, do you know? I have always envied you. You have a healthy body, you do well in your studies, and you're good at drawing. You always effortlessly receive praise from others. But I'm different. When other children could play freely outside, I was confined at home. Although our parents dote on me, to the outside world, only you are known as the Yarn Family's Eldest Miss."
"Sister, let me have this one thing, please? Didn't you say you would do anything for me? Then give Oliver to me," Lynn pleaded.
