My Sister's Fiance, My Fated Mate
I nodded slightly, and she smiled faintly as she slipped off my heels, gentle, almost careful.
“Thank you,” I said, rubbing my foot. “Now, will you please tell me who you are? Although your face really does look familiar.”
Her whole face lit up. “Really? I knew it would be hard for you to forget me.”
I frowned. “Why? Were we… very close or something?”
“You can say that, my Lady,” she said softly. “We always shared secrets. You considered me your sister.”
I studied her face closely now. She looked maybe a few years younger than me, warm eyes, but… tired.