*Flashback continues*
Esme emptied the glass of wine, the sweet taste soothing her throat but at the same time choking her up, "...And a child of unknown origins."
She could remember her Aunt's words from that day.
'I had to do it. Esme is my responsibility. We owe her mother and I could not have left her there to die… She should never know about it. We can never tell her that her mother was never a real daughter of the Reis Family.'
"So my mother is not your biological sister?" She asked.