Rachel stared at her phone, her gaze fixed on the message from her sister Sophia. The older girl was demanding that she pick up the call and talk to her. Rachel knew this wasn't out of fear—Sophie had never been the type to be scary. No, this was about something else entirely.
She had a feeling Sophia, and perhaps even her brother Jonathan, had discovered the truth about her and Harper. The thought made Rachel's heart race, but she wasn't scared. She knew how much her siblings adored Harper, and she couldn't help but feel a twinge of possessiveness.
"What's wrong?" Harper asked, placing a peeled, glistening pear in front of Rachel. "It's cold and sweet; try it. It's in season."
Rachel turned her attention to the woman seated across from her, her expression softening. "Sophia unnie asked me to answer her phone call," she whispered, her voice barely audible.