Hillary sat nervously on the edge of the kitchen counter , glancing over at her sister Racheal who was looking at her keenly.
Hilary hesitated for a moment, searching for the right words. Finally, she mustered up the courage to say what had been weighing on her heart for so long. "I... I'm not attracted to boys, Racheal. I've known it for a while now, but I've been too scared to say anything."
Racheal's eyes widened slightly in surprise, but she quickly composed herself and took her sister's hand gently. "Hilary, there's nothing wrong with you. You should never be afraid to be yourself, no matter what."
Hearing her sister's comforting words, tears began to well up in Hilary's eyes. "I'm just so scared of how Mom might react. I don't want her to be disappointed in me."
Racheal shook her head, a determined look on her face. "We'll face this together, Hilary. If you want, I can help you talk to Mom. We can explain that it doesn't change who you are."
Hilary's face finally brightened with
