Your sister has always been the golden child of the family and you the black sheep. You weren’t as pretty as Adeline. Not as talented. Not as smart. Or so everyone said. And Adeline always did her utmost best to remind how inferior your are to her. It only became worse when you both met your fiancé, whom she decided that was better off being hers than yours. “Lord Rhys. I’m glad to see you again.” She bows elegantly with a sweet smile as her eyes seems light up upon seeing him.