The half-sister chuckled, a sound that felt too sweet, too practiced. “I never said that,” she replied smoothly, almost dismissively, brushing aside the accusation in Riley’s tone. "I was just hoping everything was fine, seeing as you haven’t been picking up my calls, or Dad’s." She paused for a moment, studying Riley’s face. "But it’s good to see you." The way she said it was almost too casual, a little too interested in the other woman’s reaction.
Riley’s jaw clenched, her lips pressed together into a thin line as she resisted the urge to snap back, but I saw it, the way her body language tensed, the anger barely contained just beneath the surface. She wasn’t done with her half-sister yet.
The half-sister, a smile still playing at the corner of her lips, turned her attention to me then
