As the elevator doors closed, George pushed his wheelchair away from Diana.
“What's wrong George?” Diana was confused.
“Who are you?”
Diana wrinkled her forehead. “I'm your sister,” she signed with her hands.. Then a second later her expression became worried. “Did something happen to you?” She rushed forward thinking something was wrong with her brother's memory, but George pushed Diana away.
“George?” Diana still couldn't believe what had just happened. “What's wrong? You're being rude. Is it because of Annabelle? Did she said something to you?”
“I asked who you are!” George's gaze changed. “Because Diana as I know her is not like you. She's not rude and she's not vindictive.”
Diana froze in place. George's words succeeded in making her lose her words.
It's fine if it's true
