Emily’s POV

I stood there, staring at Sierra, my mind spinning as I tried to process what was happening.

How was she here?

Why was she here?

My heart pounded loudly in my chest, the past resurfacing like a haunting memory I had tried to bury.

She was supposed to be dead.

She shouldn’t be standing here in front of me with that cold smirk on her lips.

Taking a deep breath, I steadied my voice. "You need to leave, Sierra. You don’t belong here."

Her smirk widened, amusement flickering in her dark eyes. "Oh? And since when is it a crime to visit my dear sister? Didn't you miss...