Chapter 11

Andrew's POV

"All right, Dalia, I'll be nice to her. Open up now." I said

She complied.

"Here comes the plane.... brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" I said with a smile.

"Ahhhhhh... number number number. " She stated this while eating.

My little sister was perfect; she was the sweetest person and she adored me; she brought out the best in me, and I was grateful that she was born into my family.

I smiled as I looked at Dalia , but then I noticed movement in the corner of my eyes. She was staring at me, as if she was studying me. She noticed me while I was with Dalia. I didn't want anyone to see me smile except my family. People saw my happiness as a sign of weakness, and anyone other than my blood would use it against me.

I looked at Dalia, remembering that I had promised to be nice to Ava.

"Hello, Ava," I said, my tone cold.

"Um, hello Andrew," she said, her voice trembling slightly.

"I was just leaving, " I grumbled, my gaze dart