His face showed the expression she had anticipated.
She saw his brows furrow as he gazed at her slightly. "A sister? Are you talking about Diana?"
Looking into his eyes, she said, "Not Diana, it's Hanna."
She noticed his frown deepen.
Taking a deep breath, she mustered the courage to continue. "You once told me my personality wasn't as lively as before. In truth, my personality hasn't changed since I was born because I've never been a lively and cheerful person."
At this, his gaze on her grew even more somber.
Fearing she might lose her nerve in the next second, she lowered her head and forced herself to go on. "I'm telling you this because I want you to know... yes, I'm not the lively and cheerful girl you initially met. That girl was Hanna Foster, my twin sister, and I am Rachel Foster..."
