“You look beautiful,” Justin said, the moment I emerged from my room. I only smiled, then nodded my head. “What’s wrong?” he asked, as he extended his arm towards me.
I shrugged, “You mean besides the fact that none of you are going to let me see my mother, I mean sister, or that you are tasked with erasing her memories,” I said, still upset at that, because if Beth was right and a war was going to break out tonight, the last thing I wanted was for my mother to become the first causality.
Justin sighed then shook his head, “I understand your feelings, trust me, I love Isis just as much as you do, but what she did was unacceptable,” he said, sternly.
“Was it? I mean, according to her, our stepmother is behind everything, so….” I started to say.
“Trust me Neffi, what our sister said was
