Rhea POV
“Rhea, how could you?” Mother’s voice slices through the boutique.
Her eyes are disappointed, her hands trembling slightly as if holding back from striking me again. “I did not raise you to be cruel. To speak to anyone, especially your sister, in such a way!”
I stand again, calm, my arms folded loosely at my sides, keeping my voice even and respectful as I wipe my silent tears. “Luna Elena, I only spoke the truth. It may have sounded harsh, but the words are real.”
“Truth?” Her voice rises. “Truth does not come wrapped in cruelty! Do you think this is acceptable? Do you understand how hurtful your words are to your sister? You will never speak of my daughter that way again. Never, Rhea!”
Her words hit me like a storm, breaking me more than her hand ever could.
I remember t
