Onika's POV
"Why do you look sad, Ursula?" I asked, as I sat beside her and held her hand.
"No, I'm not. It's just everything going on," Ursula said looking away.
"You look very worried. It has got to be something else. You don't just want to tell me," I said sadly. "You never hide anything from me."
Ursula looked at me. "It's just that..."
"Go on. You can tell me anything. Did Dad call you?" I asked.
"No. It's nothing about dad. Please don't judge me wrongly," she said, looking tensed.
I squeezed her hand tenderly. "I have no right to judge you, Ursula. You are my sister and I care for you."
"I have done something wrong. I should have listened to you."
I became worried. What had she done?
"What have you done, Ursula? I promise not to judge you," I assured her. "I won't even think of judging you."
"It has to do with Killian," Ursula said, looking at me sadly.