“Melissa?” Rose was near stupefied at running into Melissa at the store that morning.
Melissa looked as she always did; stunning with a mane of red hair and the same green eyes that Rose had. The only thing that was new was that she was holding on the arm of a visibly older man who was standing right next to her.
“What a coincidence. It’s nice to see you again, Melissa,” Rose said as the woman behind the table prepared her order for her. Rose was trying to be nice to her sister and she was aware that the politeness would not be reciprocated.
“Coincidence? I thought you were following me. Why else would you be here?” Melissa was not trying to be outright malicious; it was just in her nature. She took after Amber’s personality while Rose grew up on her grandmother’s influence.
“I’m here
