Chapter 17 Atlas

• There! That was a fine welcome from the girl who was once supposed to be my sister. But you couldn't trust your own blood these days. And what was up with everyone asking what I was doing here? Where else was I meant to be?
• "Where else am I supposed to be?" I scowled.
• Steisy was thin as ever but she'd dyed her hair chocolate brown, washing her face out, and got her boobs done. They were all out on display in a sleeveless pantsuit that plunged down to her belly button and showed a diamond stud. How vulgar.