Samantha Lee
[text] Sister, where are you? Come over. Okay. Victor is a fucking bastard for calling off the wedding. He doesn't deserve you. Wait until I get my hands on him. Samantha Lee, goddamnit answer your phone.
Her head craned to the side, awfully worried for the bothersome grief her sister has. It wasn't the first time she'd experienced a break-up. But for a heart-break it is probably the first. Lorraine knew very well of how ruined Samantha's future was with the announcement of the arranged marriage, but for it to be called off when her little sister had prepared everything in herself for the undertaking is more devastating as it came crashing on her. Yet she could not choose which word to say to comfort the younger one. What happened to the sweet elder sister Samantha had grew up with most of her life? She need not know. That was the offshoot of her change - the complex of expressing emotions. Her fingers itched to tap on the back button of her screen. And they did, until the space became blank yet again. And then new message was written.
[text] Settle yourself. Go back to London. Get your things and live here. I need a second hand at my company. You'd be an asset. Work, Samantha.
'You'll get through this.' Lorraine ended in her thoughts.
