Chapter 7

“Good.” Said Heather without any emotions as she pours orange juice in a glass.

Stacey just got home and saw her sister in the kitchen.

“Is that all you will say?” she asked her. She is trying very hard to control herself.

After all the things she had to go through just to save her from going behind bars, the word good is the only thing that her half-sister will say?

Heather just shrugged her shoulders. She put back the carton of carrot juice in the fridge before she turned to her.

“What do you want to hear from me Stacey? You want me to say how grateful I am cause you saved my ass?” she asked sarcastically.

Stacey balled her fists.

Get a grip on yourself! You know how bitchy she is! She told herself.

“Well, my bad. It’s so stupid of me to expect any gratitude from you. This will be the last time that I will sa