It left scars between them, turning even small disagreements into bitter rivalries. Clara braced herself now for a dismissive remark, a forced smile, something sharp enough to cut through the moment. Instead, Stephanie stepped forward and hugged her. “Congratulations,” she said softly.
“I know we haven’t always gotten along, but this is different. Let’s set aside the past. Let me help you, Clara. I want to make this day perfect for you.” The sincerity startled Clara. For once, there was no trace of sarcasm in her sister’s voice, no hint of envy in her eyes.