Annabelle Linton's lips twitched. "Leona Grant, that's your sister..."
'To think he'd say his own sister's sexual orientation wasn't normal...'
Leona Grant was unfazed. "So what if she's my sister? In the end, she'll marry someone else and become another man's wife. It's just like your brother. You doted on him for all those years, and didn't he just up and leave when he felt like it? When all is said and done, you only have me. It's the same for me. After spoiling her for so many years, she'll eventually marry someone else, and I'll only have you. That's why we have to cherish each other, you know?"
'...At least siblings are related by blood. If we get divorced, we'll be nothing to each other.'
But Annabelle Linton didn't dare say that out loud. He would definitely throw a fit if she did.
Annabelle Linton was speechless. "You're so heartless."
