Chapter 3

"Your sister's been looking after Andrew for a week, but every night, he just cries for you," my mother added.

'My Sister?' I thought. Upon hearing my mother mention her, I suddenly remembered.

Right, I did have a sister.'

My parents might not know where I'd been or what I'd gone through these past five years.

But Flossie Millar, my sister, knew what I'd been through.

"Mom, where's Flossie?" I blurted out, my voice urgent.

My mother hesitated. "She's... in the children's room on the third floor."

I dashed up the third floor.

I pushed open the door. The room…