He chose my stepsister. I chose his rival
Ryan asked.
Her voice trembled in frustration as she recounted the events. “When you were out today, my stepmother, Mary, suddenly showed up. And while we were talking, she casually mentioned that Susan and I are sisters. She said that you knew it too.”
His eyes widened in surprise, the realization dawning on him. “Oh, so Mary was the one who sent the package. It all makes sense now.”
Scarlet nodded, her voice steady as she continued. “That’s right. The package must have come from Mary. And true to her words, I do have a sister. Her name is Diana, and she was born before me. But Diana, tragically, killed herself years ago.”