Riley POV
I tread lightly into the dining room, dressed in casual clothes, hair swept up into a messy ponytail, concealer strategically covering the dark circles under my eyes.
"Take a seat," my father growls.
I sit. Sofia shoots me a glare. I raise a brow at her. She sniffs, lifting her chin up haughtily.
"It's alright for some to stay home, but I still have to go to school. It's a good thing nobody knows you're my sister," she scoffed.
I tilt my head. "You mean because you've been hinting that I'm a maid in your house as well as a hooker?" I said calmly.
My mother gasps. My father turns his head. Sofia swallows hard. Silence and then....
"What?" my father booms.
"She's lying, Father. She's trying to get me in trouble. I never said anything of the sort," she said quickly, glar
