EVELYN'S POV
"CLAIRE!" I called out, simply stunned, perhaps way more than I ought to. I swallowed hard, having my gaze matched with hers.
"This doesn't look like a motel to me, Evelyn, so how about you start talking?" She asked with a frown. I wasn't so sure what it was that was going on in her head, but now I seem like a liar. And she sure was pissed as hell, but but then.
Why was she here?. She never mentioned having a friend or being wealthy to me.
"Why do you keep walking in and out like you wish, sister?" Marcel called out, and he walked towards her, wrapping his arm above her waist while she placed a light peck against his lips.
I shielded my eyes away from them; I never had a sibling, but do they kiss each other on the lips so easily?
"Brother!" I asked again, s
