Emily leaned back against the couch and crossed her legs as she sat on the floor of her apartment. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, she could see the city's breathtaking skyline, but she paid it no mind. Olivia's words hit her right in the chest. Olivia was her half-sister and James was her father's son. Meanwhile, her father's once-perfect legacy had holes in it. Everything seemed to be collapsing around her.
On the coffee table, the tea that she had made earlier lay cold and unattended. The same question kept coming back to Emily as she stared at it blankly: What should I do now?
Her phone rang on the table, breaking the quiet. With some hesitation, she picked it up, and her heart skipped a beat as she saw James's name flash across the screen.
After what seemed like an eternity
