Kyle didn’t catch on immediately.
It took him a few moments to realize what his sisters were actually doing.
They weren’t being openly rude.
They were disguising their insults as concern.
“Ariana… Desire…”
His voice remained calm, but I could hear the disappointment growing with every word.
“As much as I appreciate that you’re both here to offer suggestions…”
He glanced at me before looking back at his sisters.
“I don’t believe this is what my patient needs after such a complicated surgery.”
Neither of them answered.
Kyle’s jaw tightened.
The anger in his eyes became impossible to miss.
Ariana, on the other hand, looked as though she had been the one insulted.
She shifted in her chair, looking ready to stand up and leave, when Kyle spoke again.
“Just say why you’re really her
